was currently pinned on the ground.
"Barns!" Dan yelled, unsheathing his katana and taking off down the escalator.
He flew down the steps, hitting the floor and blowing past the manager who had just confronted him. The lady jumped sideways in alarm and tripped on a table, falling into a rack of clothing.
Dan burst through the double doors and ran up to the fallen cop. He beheaded the first zombie and impaled the second at the base of the skull.
The cop immediately pushed the bodies off and stood up. He held his hand over his arm, blood oozing through his fingers.
"Fuck!" He spat. "I ran out of bullets."
By the looks of his wound, Dan knew it was only a matter of time before he turned. It wasn’t as bad as some of the wounds he had seen, but when the guy moved his hand he could see four teeth marks where the blood was coming from.
"It's a good thing you had that sword, my goose would have been cooked."
"No offense," said Dan. "But you have been bitten. You're probably going to turn."
"Maybe," said the cop "maybe not. Only time will tell."
"No, definitely, that's how it works."
Right then, Barns burst through the glass doors with his baseball bat at the ready. He was now wearing a flannel shirt that, when coupled with all his facial hair, made him look like a grizzly lumberjack.
"I'm here, Dan," he said. "Where da zombies be?"
"Right there," said Dan, pointing to the two dead corpses on the ground.
Dan heard a gunshot and looked through the glass storefront. The other cop was holding his own at the other end, oblivious to what had just happened to his partner.
"You did good, Dan," said Barns. "Stopped 'em from movin’!"
"I have to go let my partner know what's going on, do you think you can keep things under control over here while I do?"
Looking down the street, there were hundreds of stumbling people as far as he could see. Smoke, destruction, death, it wafted around them like some horrific version of the Macy's Day Parade. Fortunately, there were only three close enough to be an immediate threat and only a small number were moving in their direction.
"Go for it," said Dan to the cop.
Dan began moving for the first zombie as the cop walked away. He had to watch his step or risk tripping over one of the many dead bodies that had accumulated over the hours since the cops had started protecting the store.
He was just about close enough to strike when Zoey jumped past and did the dirty work for him. It startled him, he had been so focused that for a moment he thought he might be getting attacked from behind. He almost swung the katana. Luckily he only flinched.
He was caught off guard again when she punched him twice in the shoulder.
"Two for flinching," she exclaimed as he drew back.
She had her hood down and her dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her face was smooth, and her eyeliner made her eyes look dark.
"I thought you were inside," he said.
"Well, I was, and then I saw you running out of the door in panic mode. I knew I had to get out here because you wouldn't be thinking straight if you were panicking.”
"I wasn't panicking."
"No?" She smiled. "Then I guess I misjudged as you were screaming for Barns and knocking over that poor woman."
"So it is panic to call out for a little assistance?"
"That was, yes."
Dan lifted his katana as another zombie approached. He dropped the blade in the top of its head, splitting it like butter all the way to the chest. The thing fell to its knees first, and then flat on its face. Dan stepped back and took a deep breath.
"Does this look like somebody who is panicking to you?"
She laughed, though she looked a little disturbed. "I guess I was mistaken."
Two more zombies came out from a restaurant across the street. They moved faster than the stumblers, moving at a moderate jog. Dan took out the first but didn't have time to recover before the second one reached him. He tried to pull the sword back but the thing was already within a radius that he
"Barns!" Dan yelled, unsheathing his katana and taking off down the escalator.
He flew down the steps, hitting the floor and blowing past the manager who had just confronted him. The lady jumped sideways in alarm and tripped on a table, falling into a rack of clothing.
Dan burst through the double doors and ran up to the fallen cop. He beheaded the first zombie and impaled the second at the base of the skull.
The cop immediately pushed the bodies off and stood up. He held his hand over his arm, blood oozing through his fingers.
"Fuck!" He spat. "I ran out of bullets."
By the looks of his wound, Dan knew it was only a matter of time before he turned. It wasn’t as bad as some of the wounds he had seen, but when the guy moved his hand he could see four teeth marks where the blood was coming from.
"It's a good thing you had that sword, my goose would have been cooked."
"No offense," said Dan. "But you have been bitten. You're probably going to turn."
"Maybe," said the cop "maybe not. Only time will tell."
"No, definitely, that's how it works."
Right then, Barns burst through the glass doors with his baseball bat at the ready. He was now wearing a flannel shirt that, when coupled with all his facial hair, made him look like a grizzly lumberjack.
"I'm here, Dan," he said. "Where da zombies be?"
"Right there," said Dan, pointing to the two dead corpses on the ground.
Dan heard a gunshot and looked through the glass storefront. The other cop was holding his own at the other end, oblivious to what had just happened to his partner.
"You did good, Dan," said Barns. "Stopped 'em from movin’!"
"I have to go let my partner know what's going on, do you think you can keep things under control over here while I do?"
Looking down the street, there were hundreds of stumbling people as far as he could see. Smoke, destruction, death, it wafted around them like some horrific version of the Macy's Day Parade. Fortunately, there were only three close enough to be an immediate threat and only a small number were moving in their direction.
"Go for it," said Dan to the cop.
Dan began moving for the first zombie as the cop walked away. He had to watch his step or risk tripping over one of the many dead bodies that had accumulated over the hours since the cops had started protecting the store.
He was just about close enough to strike when Zoey jumped past and did the dirty work for him. It startled him, he had been so focused that for a moment he thought he might be getting attacked from behind. He almost swung the katana. Luckily he only flinched.
He was caught off guard again when she punched him twice in the shoulder.
"Two for flinching," she exclaimed as he drew back.
She had her hood down and her dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her face was smooth, and her eyeliner made her eyes look dark.
"I thought you were inside," he said.
"Well, I was, and then I saw you running out of the door in panic mode. I knew I had to get out here because you wouldn't be thinking straight if you were panicking.”
"I wasn't panicking."
"No?" She smiled. "Then I guess I misjudged as you were screaming for Barns and knocking over that poor woman."
"So it is panic to call out for a little assistance?"
"That was, yes."
Dan lifted his katana as another zombie approached. He dropped the blade in the top of its head, splitting it like butter all the way to the chest. The thing fell to its knees first, and then flat on its face. Dan stepped back and took a deep breath.
"Does this look like somebody who is panicking to you?"
She laughed, though she looked a little disturbed. "I guess I was mistaken."
Two more zombies came out from a restaurant across the street. They moved faster than the stumblers, moving at a moderate jog. Dan took out the first but didn't have time to recover before the second one reached him. He tried to pull the sword back but the thing was already within a radius that he
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