Gabe cocked his pistol, opened the front door, and they were off. It was around noon, and the survivors wanted to cover as much ground as they could while they were still in daylight- fighting the infected in the daylight was a lot easier.

"Alright guys, we're going to stop by a gas station." Gabe said as they walked down the street.

"Why? I thought we already knew where we are heading." Ed queried.

Gabe shot an infected that rushed him in the head- he was starting to see why Ben liked the pistol he used. The mobility was so much more than that of his old AK-47, and he could fire while still having a free hand. "We need a map to find the quickest possible way there. You know, like shortcuts through alleys and stuff like that. I think it would make our trip a lot shorter. I saw a gas station from the roofs I was on when I was alone, before I met Ben- I think we should head there, then start going north."

Alex thought for a moment, and then added his two-cents. "I think we should try to find a vehicle if possible. We're at the heart of the island- it's going to be at least a seven hour walk to the north. I'd feel a lot safer in say, a jeep or something."

Gabe nodded. "Alright, we'll look for a vehicle while we're there. There's bound to be one near it, it's a gas station after all." They continued along the street, coming to the hunting shop they had passed the night before. Ed stopped, peeking through the barricades inside.

"Holy shit, you see all those guns? We could be a three man army!" he exclaimed. Alex looked inside, staring at the massive pile of ammo behind the counter.

"Gabe, I think it would be worth our while. What about you?" he asked.

Gabe looked in, whistling. "Shit, I don't think we have a choice. We're running low on ammo anyways. Alex, let's get to work on the barricade. Ed, watch our backs." Ed nodded, pumping his shotgun.

Twenty minutes later, most of the barricade that was on the outside of the shop was removed. They still had to get through the barricade that was on the inside too. This is taking too long, but we have to do it, Gabe thought. As he opened the door into the shop to start removing the inside barricades, the alarm of the store sounded.

"Damn. Alright, backs to the wall guys. I've got the left, Alex get the right. Ed, watch the front." Gabe instructed. The pair nodded, and waited for the coming horde.

Ed couldn't even hear himself think between the blaring alarm and the frenzied shrieks of the infected. His body went on to autopilot, shooting anything that moved. He thought he heard Alex yell out something, but he couldn't tell, and he didn't care. This was just too much fuckin' fun.

Fuck, I'm a monster. How can I find this fun? I've gotta work on that, he thought. He unloaded the rest of his shells into an approaching infected, when a Midget jumped down onto his back. "Guys, I think it's humping me! Get it the fuck off!" Ed yelled, as the Midget steered him into the horde.

Alex looked for him, but he honestly could not find him in the sea of infected. "Gabe, I think we have a problem, a Midget got Ed." He said, with his signature stone-cold face.

Gabe acknowledged his comment, and saw Ed lying on the floor, writhing in pain. He must have just had the shit kicked out of him- he'll have to deal with the pain. We lost all of our medical supplies when Ben was killed, he thought as he fired nine rounds at the infected around Ed. As he and Alex cleared the infected around him, they realized the extent of his injuries.

His arm was bent at an unnatural angle; it had to have been broken when the infected mauled him.

"Holy shit guys, my arm is NOT supposed to do that! What the fuck! What do I do?" He asked with desperation, fear in his eyes.

Alex inspected the break. Maybe being a marine was finally paying off.

"It looks like a clean break- we'll have to snap it into place and make a splint for it." He concluded, helping Ed up gingerly.

"That sounds like it's going to hurt…" he said, unaware of how true the statement he just said was.

15 Minutes Later

"Ready?" Alex asked.

They had removed the barricades in the hunting shop to find a single common infected behind the counter.

It was a shame the man did all the work to protect himself while he was already infected, Alex thought.

They had discovered another safe room in the back of the shop, complete with two first aid kits and a bottle of pain pills. They had found all the necessary components of a basic splint in one of the kits, and were ready to reset Ed's arm.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Crack

"HOLY SHIT!"