The body hit the ground with thud face down. Compton, Wheeler, and Ratty turned around to see a body laying lifeless in the back door doorway. Cozmo stood in the door frame from the kitchen to the living room holding his gun still pointed at where the infected once stood, inches from Ratty and Wheeler at one point.

Compton: “You could have fucking killed us...”

Cozmo: “Or I could have not saved you.”

Compton: “....good shot” (muttering) “...asshole”

Shawn still had his gun pointed at Cozmo, looking at the back door. Cozmo stood there staring at Shawn. Shawn finally turned back around and lowered his gun...Compton and Wheeler placed the gas tanks on the kitchen table.

Cozmo: “What the fuck happened to you?”

Shawn: “I got knocked through a window...”

Liquid: “Well it looks like you got fucked up.”

Compton: “He says he didn't get bit...”

Cozmo: “Wait, he said what? Bit?”

Wheeler: “When he got knocked out the window, I went to help him back in, and we...he was attacked by an infected. When I got back up, she was on top of her, but I never saw him get bit, but I didn't see the whole thing...”

Steve: “So did you get bit?”

Compton: “He says he doesn't think so..”

Fairplay: “He doesn't think so?”

Shawn: “I didn't, had I, I'd probably be feeling it by now...”

Cowboy: “Bit or not bit, we need to get that door closed and barricaded.”

Craig: “Well, I'm not going near that thing on the ground...we don't even know where Cozmo hit it..”

Cozmo: “Well it's not moving.”

Compton: “That doesn't mean it's dead.”

Cowboy: “Well it needs to get out of here...someone go grab it's legs.”

Numbers: “You're a big guy, why don't you go do it?”

Cowboy: “I'm not going out there..why doesn't Shawn do it? He doesn't even know if he's been bit.”

Fairplay: “Yeah, I think Shawn should go move the body...and I think he should hurry.”

Shawn: “I can't pull that guy, my hands are all fucked up...”

Craig: “I'll do it...”

Everyone stood there looking at Craig silently. Cozmo handed his pistol to him. After the truck wreck, there was no telling how many infected heard the bashing of the door's window. Craig approached the man on the ground with his gun pointed at his head. He stepped over the body to outside and looked left and right. All clear on both sides. He stuffed the pistol in his pants and grabbed the man's legs. They were limp and lifeless. He pulled the legs back out of the house and blood was pouring out of the man's head. As he pulled, he left a trail of blood from the man's head on the floor. It was obvious it was a head shot that had taken the man down. Craig finally got the man's body and head clear of the back door. He let go of the man's legs and began making his way towards the door..when he moved.
Craig froze in place as the man's left arm began moving back and forth. Craig made a move towards the door, but the man began to raise his body off the ground. The man got to his knees and was about a foot away from the open back door. The man stood between Craig and the back door as the rest of the guys inside stood inside the door.

Compton: “Stand back Craig...”

Compton stepped to the front of the door way as Craig moved to the right. Compton cocked his shotgun, the man looked up at him and lunged when Compton pulled the trigger, blowing his head to pieces. The rest of his body fell to the ground. Two infected came around the right side of the house at what seemed to be almost a full sprint and knocked Craig to the ground. He let out a yell as he fell. One infected ran past him towards the door while the other one stood above him.

Compton: “I'll save Craig, keep the other one off of me.”

As the infected approached the back door, Compton took aim at his head and fired, missing him. He cocked the shotgun again and shot him in the chest knocking him backwards and down. Compton moved outside the door towards the other infected and Craig. With 4 pistols and two automatic rifles, the group was well equipped to down at least one of the infected. Cozmo moved out the door and looked to the left pistol in hand. Wheeler aimed his M4 at the downed infected in case it decided to get back up. Shawn took his pistol out of his pocket and stayed in the doorway to make sure no others got in.
The infected stood above Craig. He looked back at it silent in fear. It's face was pure white, as white as it's eyes. It's mouth was covered in blood, where it had feasted in the driveway. It was groaning and moaning loudly. It started to lean over when it's body seemingly leaped over Craig's head and landed on the ground. Standing there was Compton with his shotgun. Compton reached out and grabbed Craig's hand, helping him up. They began walking back to the back door, when Cozmo and Wheeler started firing at the infected who had gotten back up. Wheeler was peppering the body with an array of bullets while Cozmo just kept shooting, not caring where he shot it. The body laid face up in the yard now, not moving when Wheeler and Cozmo stopped shooting. Everyone moved back into the house and closed the door. Cowboy and Numbers moved the kitchen table across the floor and against the back door.
While it pretty much had to be a temporary fix to the problem, because the window was still busted open and the gunfire had seriously attracted the infected in the driveway. They began to fill the windows with their faces...almost like they were looking in.

Compton: “I swear, these god damn things are getting smarter.”

Steve: “They are...”

Compton: “That's not good for us...”

Fairplay walked into the living room to look in the driveway and the front yard...and then came back.

Fairplay: “Guys, we're gonna have a problem...”

Everyone moved to the front of the house to look out the window. The view was not pretty. The gunfire and the wreck had certainly drawn a crowd, but it wasn't a good crowd. From down the road, there seemed to be tens if not hundreds of infected walking towards the house, and those that had already arrived were starting to fill the front yard and move around to the back.

Steve: “These seem to still be in infant stage.”

Compton: “Infant stage?”

Cozmo: “Don't worry about it, what do we do now? There's a ton of them.”

Steve: “We need to get to our cars and get out of here.”

Compton: “Get out of here? Do you see how many of them there are?”

Steve: “Yeah, and there's gonna be more if we don't get out of here. Even if they don't get in, then what? We just stay here until the food supply damns us. If they get in here, we're all gonna be fucked. We have to get to our cars -”

Ratty: “And go where? Whiteman? Do you know how far away that is from here? There's no way we get there by the roads around here.”

Steve: “We go where they aren't. Convenience store, gas station, pawn shop, anything.”

Compton: “What if they're everywhere?”

Steve: “Then we either die here..or we die out there.”

Compton: “We're safe here though. We have a much better chance of living longer by staying here, than going out there with them.”

Cozmo: “Let's just take a vote and figure out what we're gonna do as a team...”

Cozmo: “Who thinks we need to get out of here?”

Steve raised his hand first, followed by Numbers, Craig, Shawn, and Liquid. When asked who wants to stay, Compton, Cozmo, Ratty, Fairplay, and Wheeler all raised their hands.

Cozmo: “What the fuck? That's only 10 votes. Who didn't vote?”

Cowboy: “I didn't...I don't know what to do. I want to try and live as long as possible, but going out there might mean death...It makes sense to do either I guess, I guess I'll vote for -”

Cowboy stopped mid-sentence when he heard the noise...Everyone heard it too. It came from the room. The only room in the house that was boarded up. A loud banging...ever so slow. Thump...thump...thump...about every five seconds. Everyone stood there silent, not knowing what to do. That's when there came a moan so loud it shook the door and door frame...the boards shook. Then one more loud thud. Then silence...

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