Dead of Knight: A Zombie Apocalypse Survival Tale

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my head on a swivel to check for any danger but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.  It was almost anti-climactic.  I stepped carefully onto their porch.
                  The Thompson’s lived in a one story ranch with a detached garage.  The exterior is brick and painted white.  The small porch in front is just two steps up from the walkway leading up to it.  I knocked on the door and it sounded as loud as thunder in the quiet street.  After what seemed like 5 minutes I knocked again.  Nothing.  Sam yelled across for me to try the door.  I pulled the screen door open and stepped into its arc so it didn’t close then I turned the door handle.  It was unlocked.  Weird.  I pushed the door open and waited.  I could barely see inside the darkened living room.
                  “Janice?  Kenny?  It’s Ryan from next door.   You guys in here?”
                  It was at this point that I noticed the smell.  Wet death is the best description I’ve come up with.  Then, the Janice Thompson zombie appeared in the room and lurched toward me.  Blood covered her mouth, neck and the top of her nightgown.  That ‘wet death’ smell was clearly coming from her.  Right behind her staggered Kenny Thompson.  Part of his neck and a bit of his abdomen was missing.
                  I stumbled backwards and fell over the two steps onto the walkway.  Mrs. Thompson struggled with the screen door that had slammed shut, but she was relentless in her pursuit of me and staggered through it with her husband still behind her.  I crab walked backwards into their front yard with both of our neighbors in a slow, zombie-shuffle pursuit.  Looking back on it, I never once thought to get up and run or to pull my gun.  Finally, I did find my feet only to hit the deck at the sound of a really loud and really close gun shot.
                  Standing over me was Eddie something or other, from across the street, his hunting rifle up to his shoulder.  Eddie was wide eyed and shaking.  Apparently, this was also Eddie’s first time seeing a real live, or rather, dead zombie.
                  Kenny Thompson was down on the ground with a wound to his pelvis but kept crawling toward me and Eddie like it didn’t hurt at all.  He pulled himself along with his arms.  Cursing, Eddie pulled the bolt clumsily back on his rifle and slammed it forward to chamber a round.  He brought the shaking rifle up to his shoulder and fired again. 
    Bang! 
    I ducked unconsciously.  The bullet slammed right into Janice Thompson’s chest.  She bucked a little at the hit but kept staggering toward us. 
                  “Fuck this…”  Eddie yelled and turned to run.  I agreed wholeheartedly and turned toward the street.  One step, two steps, and then I jumped over the drainage ditch and turned right toward my driveway.  The screams of Eddie’s wife, I never could remember her name, stopped me in my tracks.  Looking back, Eddie must’ve slipped trying to get over the ditch.  Mrs. Thompson has fallen on him.  She was biting and tearing away large chunks of his flesh each time.   Mr. Thompson was still pulling himself along the ground, now focused on Eddie’s screaming wife.
                  “Ryan, hurry.  C’mon.”  Sam was screaming and moving further into the yard.  This finally pulled my attention from the gruesome scene near the road and I turned and ran for my own door.  Sam threw it open as I ran up and we both ducked in.  I turned and made sure it was closed and locked.  Then we both collapsed onto the floor crying.  As we lay there, both Malcolm and Tabitha came down the stairs and ran over to where we were on the floor.  They fell on top of us and we all laid there crying and holding each other until we were out of tears.  Even Thor came over and laid down at our feet.
                  Gradually, we all slowly

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