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He blew his left leg clean off. He fell to the floor clutching the red, jagged stump. Seth stood up and went to stand by Danielle. For a about a minute they stood there and watched the guard lay there screaming and wiggling. Seth brought out the pistol and held it to mans shaking head, which was now pale and swimming in a lake of blood.

" I know your not with the police, I'm not stupid."

"Ooohha, you've got a special seat of fire in hell reserved just for you."

He pressed the gun harder into his forehead.

"Are with umbrella? Huh?"

" I…am with them."

"Then you know where my parents are?"

"Hahaha, I sure do, but I'm not telling you."

At this point, Seth's eyebrows pointed to the middle of his nose, his anger meter had just hit the tip.

"WHERE…ARE…MY…PARENTS!" Seth screamed while shooting in different directions between each word."

"Burn in hell, I bet you'll see them there very soon."

Seth flipped the pistol in his hand so he was holding the barrel. He smacked the man in the jaw with the handle until he was dead. Seth stood up and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

" Damn Seth, you shouldn't hold your anger like that."

" Hey, did you catch those little…"

The innkeeper was thumping down the hall.

"Seth, in the closet."

They went into the closet that, to Danielle, smelled terrible.

"Hey…" he looked around the room and saw no one. " where'd you go?"

They stepped out of the closet. He looked at them in surprise.

"Don't be alarmed, we are not killers."

" You are, or else you wouldn't have the police after you, ill kill you myself!"

"Stay back and let us explain." pleaded Seth

"You have two minutes, and if you pull anything ill knock your brains out." His fists clenched.

"Well, it all started…" Seth told the story of what happened, the man in black, his parents him meeting Danielle and his first encounter with a…zombie.

" How do I know this is true?"

Seth and Danielle looked at each other.

"We really cant prove it, but I don't think we would have fought like that if we were innocent."

" Well, you seemed pretty used to it?"

"My dad was a cop, and he took me to a shooting range all the time and showed me to shoot, this was about two years ago."

"And I just did it on instinct, but I like to think their was some skill involved."

"well do you two need anything, soda food?"

Danielle and Seth nodded happily as they stared into the eyes of their new friend…sort of.