You can never prepare yourself enough to wipe brains off your shoe.

Evie made a mental note to add new shoes to her list of essential survival gear. With the outbreak she could now have her pick of any of the gorgeous shoes she use to fantasize about in the department store, but a pair stiletto heels wasn’t going to be much use when outrunning the freaks. First they ruined her plans for prom, now they ruined shopping, what next?

They were gathering around the hardware store now, shuffling around the bodies she had carved up with the G-50. It was everything she had hoped it would be, but boy did it make a mess. She had ditched the chainsaw after taking off the last freak’s head, still running, hoping the sound would cover her escape. So far it seemed to be working.

She skirted along through front yards and bushes until she could see Adam on the porch of his house. She started to call to him then froze.

He wasn’t alone.