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the effort. Suddenly he fell backward, the weight somehow less heavy. He was able to pull Diane up a bit, her head level with his chest. Her face turned and he could see that she was in complete shock and incoherent.
    "Klaus, let her go." Conor said, pointing down below into the horde. They had torn one of her legs from her body and were in the process of brutally consuming it. Blood pulsed from the stump, several of the monsters dropping to their knees to lap it up with their blackened tongues.
    When Klaus saw this, he howled in grief, the sound of it vibrating the roof of the van. He put his hand to Diane's cheek, the zombies now returning to her other leg, trying to pull her away once more. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her head and her mouth hung open. She was so far gone that the pain no longer registered.
    "Diane? Diane, I'm sorry, Honey..." Klaus whispered, tears and snot running down his face as he cried.
    From up the street another large horde of zombies came running, their skeletal arms flailing about as if they swam through the air.
    "Klaus!" Aiden shouted, revving the engine and pulling the van forward a few feet. "I'm sorry, man, but it's over. You have to let her go!"
    Conor was kicking out like a madman, keeping the dead things from climbing into the van. He was scratched all over his forearms. He would soon be overrun.
    Klaus looked to Conor, then back to Diane. He gritted his teeth and cursed, slamming his fist against the floor of the van.
    "I love you..." he mumbled as he kissed her forehead and with a long sigh, he released her, the zombies instantly tearing her away. He closed his eyes as Conor smashed another one in the face and slid the door shut. One of the creatures managed to get its arm inside as the door slammed, chopping it from its body. It fell to the floor, fingers clasping, then opening, reaching out for anything to destroy.
    "Aiden, go!" Conor called out and the tires squealed, the rear-end of the van swinging out wide as Aiden pulled away from the curb, throwing everyone across the back seat. The van scraped the side of several parked cars as he regained control and roared up the street. There were dead bodies everywhere, most being gnawed upon and dismembered. In the flickering firelight, people ran in every direction, their shadows bouncing around chaotically, making the entire scene one of confusion.
     
     
     
    It took no time at all for downtown St. Louis to be completely overwhelmed by the living corpses, those who were bitten almost instantly transforming into more of the same and carrying on the bloodbath.
    "Where you going, Aiden?" Gibby asked from just behind his left ear. It seemed as if the van had been going in circles and never truly managing to leave the city. Aiden had shattered the right headlight on his way out of the Landing and one wiper was standing straight up after a group of zombies had been struck, rolling over the hood before they hurtled past.
    "I don't know," Aiden said, biting his lip. "All the major streets are blocked. Everyone had the same idea - get the fuck outta Dodge. Not sure where to go, just need time to think..."
    "This is insanity," said Conor, now sitting in the passenger seat. "I mean, this shit's just not possible, is it? Am I losing my mind?"
    "The stories were all true, man," Klaus said in a low voice from the back. "That shit in Korea, those videos... all true."
    They all spun to look at him, this being the first thing he had said since losing his wife.
    "It's the goddamned end of the world," he added, putting his head in his hands. "It just can't be real..."
    It was a strange sight - seeing the big guy brought to tears - and the others looked away in discomfort.
    Things that could only be zombies slammed against the van as it cruised down the littered street. Aiden had nowhere to go, all the main avenues of escape impassable, but he didn't dare stop. He knew that eventually they would run out of gas and have no choice. Then they would be