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wasn’t very comfortable at all, but if it would keep zombies from gnawing on me like I was made of beef jerky, it was worth a little discomfort.
    Clomping along in the metal gear, we made our way down the corridor and clambered down the rope ladders to get back to the first floor. I swung open the lobby door and glanced around for Steven.
    A beep echoed as an open-top four-by-four Land Rover pulled up right next to us.
    Steven smiled. “I got my twelve-gauge and my twenty-two, along with plenty of twelve-gauge slugs.”
    “ Yeah, we got this,” Rachel said, holding up an automatic rifle.
    “ Let’s get ready to rumble!” one of the other guys, a real military type, shouted.
    Steven quickly introduced us to the other zombie assassins, and we hopped in: Claire and I, followed by Steven and Rachel, and a few other twenty-something guys. All loaded up, the truck took off down the hill.
    Rachel handed me a satchel with a long strap.
    I arched a brow. “Uh…it doesn’t really match my outfit.”
    She smiled. “Maybe not, but it’s filled with tons and tons of ammo. Besides, it kinda brings out your eyes.”
    “ Gee, thanks,” I said, then immediately started stuffing my cargo pants with the ammunition.
    “ Here’s one for you, Claire,” she said.
    My eyes widened at the sight of a portable backpack flamethrower, complete with two cylinders.
    The Land Rover slowed down as we approached the armored car that was parked on the side of the road.
    A man who I assumed to be Bart ran up to us. “Steven, do you think this crazy plan is really gonna work?” he asked, pulling on his mustache. “I just checked the place out, and there are hundreds of those groaning ghouls swarming the house.”
    “ We’re Charlie’s last chance,” Steven retorted, “his and all the others’. It has to work.”
    I stepped out while the others acted as lookouts. I walked up to Bart and met his gaze. “We’ve got nothing’ but our courage and our weapons, but that’s enough to kick some serious zombie butt.”
    He smiled. “I agree. Let’s move out!” Bart said, hopping back into the driver seat of the armored vehicle.
    As we drove around the bend, in the distance, I could see hundreds of zombies storming the property. I stared at the countless multitudes, swaying and staggering with every step they took, like some sort of drunken army.
    “ Let’s get this barbecue started!” I said as we neared them.
    “ Cue the flamethrower!” Claire said.
    The truck stopped at a huge, towering tree.
    Rachel pointed. “We’ll be safe up to there. Just think of it as an imaginary line. Get past it, and you’re home free.”
    I slammed the door shut and surveyed the scene before me. “When you toast ‘em, the fire should keep the others back.”
    “ I love it when a plan comes together,” Steven said, smiling as he put the pack on his back and held the flamethrower.
    One of his buddies strapped on a flamethrower too.
    “ Watch where you’re aiming that thing,” Bart said. “We don’t wanna fry the people we’re trying to rescue…or me!”
    “ I’ll be careful not to burn down the house,” Steven said. “I’ll aim to the left. Henry, you aim to the right. Dean, you cover me, and Ralph will cover Henry. Meanwhile, Bart will burst through the remaining zombies to get to the house.”
    I focused on the house and all the zombies surrounding it. It was dangerous to rush into the herd, but our plan was as solid as it was going to get. Our goal was to get in and get out.
    A few straggler zombies headed toward us, and I trained my gun on one of the undead freaks.
    Rachel grabbed my arm. “No! Don’t shoot! Just watch the magic at work.”
    I was nervous to trust her, but I waited till the first one was very close, keeping my gun pointed and my finger on the trigger. The zombie spun in a slow circle, as if it was confused, and its hideous friend did the same. It wouldn’t cross the invisible line, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.