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"What are we gonna DO!?! THEY'RE ALMOST IN!" damn children...they never just shut the fuck up.

"Shut the fuck up and let me think!" thanks X. "It's not like there's a secret 'Zombie Repellent' you little shit! We should just throw you out and run for it!"

Now we have a crying, scared, pissing child. Great.

"Every one calm. The fuck. Down. We ARE the Goddamn repellent!"

Both barrels are on fire as the door implodes on us. Masses of rotting flesh collapsing and clambering through the narrow death hole. Quickly reloading the .12 gauge I witness the piss soaked boy being bitten. No thought. Just reaction. One barrel for the dead women with the full mouth. One for the former child and future blood stain.