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reached into his bag as if to retrieve something but his hand came out empty.
       By this time Amy could see that the man was obviously one of the dead. Only he wasn’t like the rest. Blood soaked the side of his face and the front of his shirt. His left cheek had been ripped away leaving his teeth exposed. Shiny white enamel shone through dried blood. Bloody red spittle ran out of his mouth where there was no lip to catch it.
       More than a little freaked out by now she watched as the mailman stepped off the porch and headed out across the yard. He had gone only ten yards from her doorstep when out of nowhere came Mrs. Lee’s son Brian.
       He bounded across the street. She thought at first he was going to attack the mailman but at the last second he veered off. She looked in the direction he was headed and saw that he was after another one. Walking just like the mailman, it was trying to move down the street as fast as possible but obviously too slow to outrun this faster thing.
       It reached the slower zombie quickly and leaped at the hapless dead man bowling him over. She watched as it grabbed the man’s zombie by the throat and ripped at his neck until the head was liberated from the rest of the body. Then he stood, raised it above his head and let out a blood curdling scream.
       He then turned and sprinted off down the street. Still clutching the man’s head by the hair.
       The dead who had been milling about nearby looked up for a moment then went back to killing time as they had been before. They seemed unconcerned.
       The ma ilman’s zombie headed off in the opposite direction as quickly as it could.
       “What’s happening ?” Tommy asked.
       “It was one of the zombies,” she said. “Brian Lee just killed it.”
       “You mean it was alive?” Tommy asked.
       “No... I mean.. yes. Oh my God,” she stammered. “He was one of those dead things, but, but Brian Lee tore him to pieces. It was.. just evil.”
       “They’re all evil,” Tommy said.
       “No this was different. The mailman was different. I don’t know. It’s all so weird,” she swallowed hard. “It’s like there are three different kinds of them.”
       “ Three kinds of zombies? That’s crazy,” Tommy commented.
       “I know. It’s like the mailman was trying to go about his business like he did any other day. It’s like he doesn’t know he’s dead.” Amy let the words hang in the air for a moment. “And then the thing that used to be the Lee’s son. It’s not like the others. Not like the slow ones and not like the mailman.”
       They went back to the hallway w here they stayed for a while.
       Finally Amy spoke. “I need to go and check on Abby,” she told Tommy.
       She pulled the 9mm out once again, reloaded the clip, and told Tommy she was going outside for a moment. She told him to lock the door behind her very quietly and wait for her to return. She may need to get back into the house quickly.
      “Can you handle a baseball bat ?” she asked Tommy.
      “ Does a bear shit in the woods?" he said.
       "Seriously ?" Amy said as she handed him the bat. "You think just cause it’s the end of the world you can start talking however you want to?"
       "Yep,” he replied.
       Amy looked at him and grinned. “Just don’t get carried away ok?”
      “Ok Miss Amy?" he said. “What are you going to do?”
       "I'll explain when I get back," she said. "Also, I think under the circumstances you can just call me Amy now"
       "Ok, I'll try Miss Amy," he said.
       She checked her pocket to make sure she still had the key to Bob's house, unlocked the door and stepped out onto the patio. A quick look around told her she was alone in the backyard. She heard the door close and lock behind her. She studied the back yard a little closer and saw that there was nowhere for one of them to hide.
      She couldn't see Bob's back yard because of the hedges. Only the roof of