Once the dead began to rise again, we headed out to the
country.
I had just taken the wheel when out of the darkness a deer
jumped in front of us and slammed into the fender.
“Stay here.” I told her, but she got out anyway, muttering
something about the bathroom.
I focused on getting the carcass out from where it had stuck
when a Zed lunged at me. I re-killed it with my crowbar. I called out for
Sally, and she, or rather it, came out of the bushes.
I ended up with more than deer in the headlights.
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