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The supermarket was beginning to clear out. Slowly, but surely. The ones who remained were conversing among themselves about where they would be resting for the night. Gabriel was loading his backpack up with more water bottles. The sound of the water swishing inside the plastic as he dropped them into a stack at the bottom of his bag made his mouth dry. He opened the last bottle and took four gulps of the water, consuming nearly half of what was inside. It was lukewarm, but it wet the inside of his mouth and already felt refreshing.

His pack was finished. There were perishable and non-perishable foods packed, though only so many of each. Gabriel was ready to leave. The sun had already gone beneath the horizon, and the darkness only grew by the minute. He sought out Yashie, the first of the survivors he'd met. Though he'd taken charge quickly and made it clear that he was one of the more intelligent members of the group, Gabriel had grown rather fond of him. He didn't want to take off without giving him a heads up.

"Hey, man. I'm heading out, I guess. See you in the morning," he said, completely confident that he would find the group in time to join them in their road trip to Canada. Not wanting a morbid "if you survive..." goodbye, he left it at that and gave a small wave of his hand while his back was to Yashie and the others. The cool night air made him shiver through his tee shirt. He'd taken a few steps out the door and towards the empty road when he became uncomfortable. He set his back down on the ground and pulled out his sweatshirt. It was his only sweatshirt, and it had his university's logo on it.
University. College. Home.

"Gabriel, find the fire extinguisher!" Megan's scream filled the apartment. The corpses of their two roommates slammed into the wall, and Lucas's dead body narrowly missed grabbing Gabriel. How are they moving? He remembered wondering. They're dead! He'd been the one to confirm that they had no pulse!
The fire had started when the now undead female, Miranda, had reached out for Megan and ended up accidentally snatching a dishtowel in her hand, and when Megan ran along the edge of the counters beyond the stove, Miranda's hand had dropped the dishtowel over an open flame, burning her hand at the same time. It was as if she felt no pain; made no sound to acknowledge that she had been burned at all.
Gabriel and Megan were about to be cornered by zombies foaming at the mouth when he took her skinny hand with a strong grip and yanked her body behind him as he made a run for the door. He wasn't going to look for the extinguisher, though the fire began to swallow everything in the kitchen. "Fuck the house!" he yelled. The two animated corpses ran after them, as fast as they were running. He swung the door open and made it outside with her. Megan managed to get the door closed behind her, locking the two inside the burning house.


The memories flashed through his mind as he pulled the sweatshirt over his head. They must have run down that sidewalk for hours after that. Running just to escape the oncoming panic, even though they were safe. Perhaps it was because they had both had an instinct that this was just the beginning of a brutal plague. Gabriel swallowed, trying to fight away the memories after that. The fact that the two of them had been partners in this war against the undead. The fact that they were nearly invincible. The perfect pair. The fact that Megan was missing to this day. The reality that he knew she was probably one of them now.

As he zipped up his backpack, a flash of red caught his peripheral vision. He looked over and saw Adrien leaning against a shopping cart. As he stepped closer and got a better look, he noticed she looked somewhat down. He looked back to the sky. It was getting kind of dark; he knew he should get to leaving, but he waited around. "Hey. You doin' alright?" He asked, crouching down to get on her level. These days could get rough on people. Could twist their thoughts. Could bring back unwanted memories.