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the ones outside." I say quietly.
     
    Tessa jumps up from her chair, runs to me and throws her arms around my waist, "Please don't go out there. Stay here with us. Please."
     
    Bending down, I run a hand through her blonde locks before I say, "Tessa, look at me. I can handle what's outside with no problems. What I can't handle is if one of you three get hurt on my watch. Now go over and sit beside your brothers and let me deal with the three or four that are wandering around outside before they find their way in here with us." 
     
     
    Letting go of my waist, she walks toward Gage, but turns around and says, "Please be careful out there, Mak."
     
    Pulling the truck keys from my pocket I lay them on the table along with my shotgun. "If I'm not back within thirty minutes, wait for first light and get the hell out of here. Get what supplies you can, including the gas and leave. Do y'all understand me?"
     
    I look to Blu and Gage, both nod. "I'll keep guard by the door, Gage can watch for movement from the front window." Blu says as he moves closer to the door.
     
    I'm not liking any of this, from leaving them alone to walking out in the night with just my katana and my Glock trained on my back. "Fine, but remember to stay as still and silent as you can. Do not use the guns unless you have to." I say while grabbing a chair. I'll need it to get out the taller window.
     
    The moans from outside are gradually getting louder and I know within minutes we'll have a real problem as the sounds would draw in every zombie from the area. Looking out the window, I notice there are now a total of six wandering around by the backdoor and the truck. Damn, I wish I had of gotten the gas earlier , I think to myself. They smell the fresh meat from behind the door, just as the previous four did when they broke the window to get in. The situation is getting deadlier as the minutes tick by.
     
    Crawling through the small window pane, I look out on the yard. I can see the sun trying to come up, the sky lightening, softly in the distance. Can we hold them off until the sun comes up, or is that just wishful thinking on my part? I’m not sure, but I know I have to do something, or they will soon get inside with Blu and the kids.
     
    Sliding through the window as quietly as possible, I land near where two zombies stand moaning with their hands on the door. One swings back, landing a fist down on the wood. It rattles and shakes, but thank God, doesn't give way. Pulling my katana out, I swing, slicing the head from one. The other continues to beat at the door until he lifts his head and takes in my scent. Turning, he moans with his hands reaching greedily for my flesh. My katana makes quick work of his hands as they are sliced clean off, shooting out the brown pus-filled blood.
     
    The four other zombies turn, facing me now. I hone in on my training, swinging my blade from side to side. My Dad never wasted precious time with me, it’d been all about survival of the fittest. Now I thank God for his relentlessness.
     
    Another zombie falls at my side. I don't hear the shot, but I know immediately Blu just saved me from a bite. Twirling my katana to the side, I behead a zombie as another races toward me, leaving me only moments to go into action. My katana slices through his middle, leaving his legs twitching and his teeth still chattering, trying to get in a bite. Another shot rents the air and down goes another zombie, it's body falling across my legs, I am trapped. Shots ring out and I see Blu standing in the open doorway, shooting anything that moves. The other two zombies fall, holes in the head of each.
     
    The sun is beginning to stretch its rays up from the earth, lighting everything in its path. Looking around from my position on the ground I see zombies scattering for cover. The weight from the zombie is lifted from my legs as Blu throws it to the side. He really has grown up overnight. I don't view him as a kid anymore, I look at him
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