"Come on, Lisa. We gotta get out of here," Aaron said, opening the door of the Tempo.

Aaron got out and Lisa crawled out of the car after him. She looked towards the front of the car and saw the crumpled in front end, with Tim's broken body lying across it.

Aaron saw him too. He went forward and put his fingers to Tim's neck. He looked back at Lisa and gave a small shake of his head. She felt a little sad, but that was it. She knew she should feel something more, what had once been a living breathing human being was now lying dead less then five feet away from her. Was she becoming numb to all of this death around here already? Was this what living was going to turn into? A series of deaths that made her a little sad, but then she got on with her day right afterwards.

She stared at Tim's body while Aaron opened the driver's door. He grabbed Pete and said, "Time to go, buddy."

He started to pull Pete free but Pete screamed, making Aaron yank his hand back.

"I can't move!" Pete said as tears ran down his face. "It hurts so bad!"

"Where does it hurt?" Aaron asked.

"My neck," Pete answered. "Any time I try to move my head it feels like someone's stabbing me."

Aaron looked around and took stock of the situation. The zombies were three blocks away. They'd be at the car in seconds. Pete had a neck injury and they didn't have time to immobilize his neck. If they tried to move him fast, the damage already done to his neck would only get worse. Even if they found a place to hide, Pete might try to move and cry out, giving their position away.

Aaron saw only one way to fix the situation.

"Lisa, give me the gun," he said quietly.

Lisa looked down at the gun in her hand. She hadn't even realized she'd still had it. She handed it to Aaron.

"Start towards the back of the house," he said, pointing to the back of the house they had crashed in front of. "We'll try and ditch them going through these people's back yard."

Lisa looked at Pete and then back to Aaron. He wouldn't meet her eyes. That's when she knew what he was planning. Could she let him do it? Could she just turn her back and let him commit murder?

The sound of growling, running zombies cut through her indecision. Tears filling her eyes, she turned and ran.

"What about me?" Pete asked, oblivious to what was going on around him.

Aaron met his eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

Lifting the gun, Aaron pointed it at Pete's head and pulled the trigger.

As the echoes of the gunshot faded, Aaron released a shaky breath. He looked from Pete to Tim. If they hadn't gone into Pizza Hut these two would still be alive. Everything he touched turned to death. Paul had told him about wanting to just give up and have this nightmare finally be over. Aaron understood his feelings perfectly.

"Aaron! Come on!" Lisa shouted.

But right now, giving up was not an option. He still had to get Lisa to safety. Whatever safety meant any more.

Aaron turned and ran after Lisa. Turning his back on the death and destruction he had caused.