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Turned tripped themselves up in them picking the hundred pound boxes up and throwing them as far and as hard as they could, screaming at them as they did.
    The Turned came out of the hole in the shelving. They were hungry and currently running straight for Hammond whose gun was shaking in his hands. When Shaun had the first one in his sights he began pulling the trigger and peppering the ground below with brass. The dead were falling but there were too many of them to stop before they made it to Hammond.
    Hammond turned to run knowing his machine gun could be on full auto and the twenty that were coming would still catch him. He sprinted, dropping his travel pack, climbing a ladder up against the wall. One of the Turned ran to within reaching distance of the ladder and just as Shaun aimed to fire on it climbing the rungs it leapt into the air skipping the first fifteen steps and clung to Hammond’s shoulder with both hands. Hammond screamed and the Turned used its weight to rip him off the ladder, throwing him into a row of dusty, never before used riding lawnmowers. The sound of Hammond’s spine breaking when it hit echoed through the distance.
    Shaun winced watching the act in horror, unable to do anything about it. He aimed down to put Hammond out of his pending pain but the Turned that had not gone for the teen had been running straight for the lift that they were currently standing on. It weighed a ton and when the Turned hit it with everything that they had, Shaun, who was sitting on top of the platform, dropped his rifle turning around as quickly as he could and held on for dear life. He had plenty of safety straps but had no interest in being a bloody piñata for the dead.
     

Chapter 4
     
    Patrick and Bella walked the perimeter of the fence. He sat watching as the two trucks pulled out. He hit his radio saying, “Be safe out there, guys. Try not to do anything stupid.”
    Shaun came back over a second later saying, “Sorry, Patrick, we took Greg, we’ll try not to do anything else stupid though, I promise.”
    Greg came over unable to not contribute. “I’ll miss you the most, Patrick, wait for me, I promise that it will be worth it.”
    Bella stared at Patrick unsure how to take that and smiled mischievously. Patrick said, “You probably don’t know Greg that well yet, but he’s all kinds of special. He is also pure trouble so I can only imagine that you, like all the other girls here, will absolutely love him.”
    She smiled shaking her head no. “I’ve had plenty of trouble maker boyfriends in my life, Patrick. I'm perfectly fine spending my time hanging out with guys who aren’t going to get me in a shit ton of trouble, if you know what I mean. You make a mistake now-a-days and you are dead. I’m honestly just thankful that you guys were still out doing pickups of groups that were trying to make a go of it on the other side of that fence.”
    “You are really lucky, after those asses tried to take Shaun, we weren’t sure that it was a good idea that we try to bring anyone back with us for a while. We had decided that area where you were hiding out was a good place to try and pick up people as it was a straight shot to and from the base. You got something going for you though, not many of the others have adapted to the base life as quickly as you.”
    Bella shrugged, “I heard the rumors that those that don’t help can see the other side of the fence if they don’t watch what they’re doing. Let me say that is absolutely the very last thing I want to happen. You guys got a good thing going here. I hope that it can stay that way for a long time to come.”
    “We have a good thing going. You don’t have to worry about getting the boot out of here. They’ve only done that once, and it was because they couldn’t stay sober long enough to be useful and they were taking rations and hoarding them for absolutely no reason. We can’t have people on base that we can’t trust. There are too many