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happened to her. But my little sister Karen is here, and my dad. Man whatever these things are, they are persistent. They’ve already broken through several of our windows. I don’t know how long we can survive just beating them back.”
    Shocked that they were faring worse than us, I tentatively replied, “Well man, you guys should come over here. We have our house really well barricaded, and the only thing we are short on is food. I’m guessing since your mom was out shopping that you don’t have much, but if you are gonna come over than bring what you have. Oh, and weapons. All we have is a baseball bat and a pump shotgun.”
    He said “That sounds great to me; we have all sorts of weapons over here; we just haven’t slept for fear of those things getting inside. I’ll let my family know about the possibility. I’ll call back in a little bit with a plan. Bye.”
    I hung up, and allowed myself a few seconds to smile. We definitely weren’t the only ones left in the neighborhood. I hurried to finish my second plan however, to make some sort of flag we could drape outside saying that we were alive. Any search and rescue parties would know where to look for survivors, and perhaps even some other survivors might find us as well. As Lucy said, there is strength in numbers. I tore the white sheet off my bed, and grabbed some old permanent paint form underneath the counter. I very carefully painted “We are alive. Fortified house but surrounded. Need help, and food.” After finishing however, I wondered how I would ever get to drape this over the roof with all the Infected just waiting for me outside. I decided I would quickly open the front door, run out and climb on to the roof from on top of my mom’s van. I waited until it looked clear and then ran out with my banner in one hand and shotgun in the other. Immediately, a group of Infected noticed me. I jumped up onto the van’s hood, and threw the shot gun up on our roof, hoping it wouldn’t fall off. I then quickly hoisted myself up on the roof as the Infected began to run towards me. Once on the roof I looked down at the growing horde of Infected snarling up at me. They weren’t smart enough to copy what I had just done and jump on the van, but they were strong and determined and it wouldn’t be long before they figured out another way to jump on the roof. It occurred to me once I began to unfurl the banner however, that I had brought no nails. I pried up some of the shingles on the roof, and yanked out some loose nails that must have been left there some time ago. After a few tries I got a bunch of nails up, and I hammered them in with my shot gun. The heavy work finished, I wondered how I would get down. Considering the giant horde of zombies, the chimney was beginning to look like a viable option. Luckily we had a pretty old house, which was built with a big old fashioned chimney. I could easily fit down it.
    I peered over the side and yelled down it, “Someone clear the pile of wood and dirt down there, I’m going to come down the chimney.”
    Lucy yelled back up that she was on it. Meanwhile one or two Infected had gotten the bright idea of trying to climb the trees nearby and then jumping onto the roof. I grabbed the Mossberg and aimed at the nearest one. BOOM my shoulder was thrown back as the shotgun blasted the Infected off the tree and on to the ground. Smiling grimly, I began to yell down the chimney to see how it was going when my phone rang.
    I answered to hear Ian’s voice. “We are going to use my dad’s truck we have in the garage to store all our weapons and food. We are coming out now, because watching from our windows I can see you on the roof. You’re distracting all the Infected and bringing them to you, allowing us to get out. Tell someone to open the garage and we will drive right across the street into it. My dad will stay and snipe the Infected in front of our truck with his hunting rifle. You’re going to have to shoot any