Free The Birth Of Decay by John E Kelley Jr

car!”  I said loudly.  Ricky and Dennis continued to fire at the zombies and take out as many as they could.  I focused on the zombie horde and realized there had to be well over a hundred; just like last time.
                  I held my hands out to my sides.  “Pull um!”  I yelled.  Ricky and Dennis turned around and they each pulled out a pin.  I threw them as hard as I could and they each landed in the crowd.  We quickly knelt down behind the car and covered our ears.  A heavy blast suddenly echoed off the store windows and caused them to shatter.  A second later, another explosion happened and I felt the ground rumble at my feet.  We waited a few seconds and stood back up.  I looked in horror as hundreds of body parts moved independently on the ground; arms flexed around, heads chewed at the air and blood covered the surround cars and ground.  We jumped in the car and drove around a few zombies that has survived the blast and drove down the road.
                  I pulled up to the gun store that I had visited a while back and parked in one of the slots.  We all jumped out and ran into the building.  “Grab as many guns and ammo as you can.  We will load the back of the car until there is no more room!”  I yelled.  We all started grabbing gun after gun and ammo after ammo.  We did not care what it was; we just kept loading. 
    “Asshole!”  A man suddenly yelled out.  We turned and pointed the gun at an old man standing near the back office.  I noticed he had green camouflage on and was pointing a shotgun at us.
                  We all stood locked in a possible shootout.  “Are you the ones who stole my damn guns?”  The old man yelled.  I looked at him and shook nervously.  I was more scared of the living than the dead I realized.  “Look we had too.”  I said.  The old man took a few steps towards us and kept the shotgun pointed at me.  “You damn thief!”  He yelled. 
    Dennis kept his shotgun pointed at the old man and put his hand out to attempt too calm him.  “Look mister, it’s the end of the world and we are just doing what we feel is necessary.”  He said calmly.  I watched every move the old man made and I started to feel tense.  I did not want to shoot him, but he may just make me take such drastic measures.
                  The old man turned the gun at Dennis and raised his gun.  “I’ll kill you!”  The old man yelled.  I pulled the trigger and opened fired at the old man.  Ricky and Dennis joined in and the man quickly filled with bullets.  He dropped to the ground and fell face first onto the shop floor.  I closed my eyes.  “Why didn’t he listen?”  I cried.  I opened my eyes and looked at Ricky and Dennis; they were shaking and their eyes filled with tears.  I ran over to a mannequin and kicked it over onto the floor.  “Damn!”  I yelled.
                  We all went into a sudden panic and was trying to calm ourselves down.  After a few minutes, I found a blanket and covered up the old man’s body.  We continued to fill up the car and remained in silence. I walked up to my car door and looked over at the pharmacy.  “The kids.”  I blurted out.  Ricky and Dennis looked at me and I walked over to the pharmacy.  “We need toys and some medicine wouldn’t hurt.”  I said.
                  I wiped my eyes and tried clearing my mind; there was a lot to take in.  We walked into the pharmacy and shot down every zombie we found.  I filled a couple of shopping bags full of toys, book, soap and shampoo, make-up for Claire and a bunch of razors.  Ricky filled shopping bags with medicine and what ever else he thought we might need.  Dennis ended up grabbing a few air mattresses and some more food.  We loaded the car up and there was not any room left.  This was a good score and would set us for a while.  On our way out, I grabbed a couple of packages of