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Donnie and Jessica were running for their lives.

A few hours ago, their lives had been completely altered. They had been playing tennis at the local court when they had heard a scream coming from the parking lot. Donnie, a brazen young lad with a hero complex to spare, had raced to the scene. Jessica had followed on his heels, if only not to be left alone.

There, in the parking, was a woman struggling against a crazy man, who was obviously trying to bite into her. Donnie had raced over and punched the man squarely in the jaw, sending him flying backwards in a loud crack. There was little blood spatter, but the noise was unsettling, as if the entire jawbone had collapsed under the strength of Donnie's fist. As Donnie turned to help the woman, he realized that she was already bleeding. He barely turned his back on the other man that he jumped up and tackled Donnie, trying to claw him.

Donnie, much faster, managed to spin the man around and slam him into the woman's vehicle. There was another loud crack as the window broke apart in tiny fragments, still held together by the plastic wrap. Donnie was mindful that the man should not get up again, but he did. For the first time, Donnie saw its face and screamed. The jaw was broken in multiple places, shards of glass embedded in the pale skin. One eye was leaking fluid along the cheek. Barely holding back his terror, Donnie kicked the zombie into the chest before grabbing the woman's arm and pulling her away.

"What the hell is that?"

The zombie was attempting to ready itself. The woman was holding Donnie back.

"Come on, lady, this ain't no time to trail back..."

As he looked at the woman, he noticed her skin was becoming whiter, her eyes redder, and her gait seemed to slouch. He released her and pulled away, unsetlled and scared. Jessica had, of course, witnessed everything and stared in horror. Donnie screamed to her.

"Get in the car! Now"

Her body obeyed the order, as Donnie backed up towards the vehicle, keeping an eye on the broken up male zombie as well as the newly transformed female zombie, which started to lunge forwards towards him. He was much faster than both of them, so he made it to the car and ordered Jessica to drive. She put the vehicle in gear and quickly sped away.

A few hours later, Donnie and Jessica were still on the run and out-of-their-minds. They had seen their former friends and family turned into the undead, and now the panic had subsided to be replaced by unspeakable torment. Only Donnie's indomitable will kept them running. Jessica would have abandoned some time before without his presence. They had lost their vehicle but had managed to make their way out of town and into the woods, where they felt safer because there was no one around. They had crept up to a cabin and made sure there was no one around before hiding inside.

Night had fallen upon them, and with it, their terror returned. They lay huddled near the fireplace, but they dared not put a fire on, for fear of being spotted. Sounds of the nearby woods instilled in their hearts fears unmentionable. Jessica had collapsed from exhaustion and had managed to get a few hours of sleep in; Donnie had been awake the whole time, his hero complex preventing him from resting.

All of a sudden, there was a loud thump just outside. Donnie readied himself. He had secured all of the cabin's cutlery. Jessica, who was still sleeping, did not react at the sound. Donnie rose and got up, a firebrand in his hand. He listened to the quiet; the thump was heard again, possibly from the left side of the house. Donnie waited a moment, and heard the thump a third time. He knew there was someone there. Courageously, he made his way across the house, weapon in hand.

Suddenly, in the window, he saw a face...