Moving slowly through a wooded section of the road, I saw shades of green poking its way into view. I also saw ghostly shapes moving erratically, stumbling over vegetation and hidden pitfalls. A flash in the rear view mirror let me know that Charlie had seen them as well. I stopped the car and got out of the driver’s seat, opening the back door and picking up my rifle off the floor. Jake waved his arms at me and opened his mouth to give me a squeak of greeting. God, I loved that little guy.

Sarah called out of the car. “What are you doing? Those guys aren’t any danger to us.”

I shrugged. “Something is bugging my spider sense. I want to check this out.” I moved back to Charlie’s vehicle and Sarah got out of her side and got into the driver’s seat. I could hear her talking to Jake as I approached Charlie’s truck. “Hi big guy!” That wasn’t for me.

Charlie rolled his window down and looked at me quizzically. “Any real reason why we should care about those Z’s?”

“None that I can think of, just a feeling I have.” I replied, keeping an eye on our friends who had now seen our convoy and me walking, and were desperately trying to get through the brush in our direction. They weren’t having much success, as their tattered clothing got caught on nearly everything and spun them every which way. Eventually they would reach us, but it would be a minute.

Charlie got out of the truck, Rebecca sliding over to the driver’s seat as she had seen Sarah. He reached into the back seat for his gun and said simply “Good enough for me.”

We checked our guns and clicked off the safeties, the chambers already having rounds in them. We moved towards the woods, spreading out to take one zombie each. Mine was a man about my age, completely missing his shirt and major portions of skin.