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someone trip behind me.  Looking back Amanda was lying face down with the cleaver a couple feet in front of her.  Caz had already turned around and was helping her up.  She reached down grabbing her cleaver.  When she looked up all that came out was “Oh Shit”. Caz and I turned to see the two men running.  They were fifty feet down the road.  We ran towards the pawn shop and attempted to open the door, but it was locked and reinforced.  The dead had caught up to us.  I laid into one with my board, but missed his head and sunk the nails deeply into his shoulder.  Unaffected he pushed me back against the Pawn shop doors. Caz had connected with his hammer and began beating the lifeless body into a pulp.
                  I saw a bright flash of sun off the cleaver.  It came down fiercely sinking deep into the back of the zombie’s neck.  The head flew forward cracking its skull into mine.  She had decapitated him and blood began pumping out of his neck.  I quickly pushed the infectious body away and took a breath of relief.
                  We began analyzing the door figuring out the best way to get in.  Caz told me to stand back and swung the hammer into the door.  The door shook at the blow, but it was not enough.  Amanda was keeping watch looking up and down the road. Caz swung the hammer a couple more times each pushing the door in just a little further.  The wood around the dark stained framed began giving way.  The noise brought forth all the dead who waited outside the café.  They came slowly at first, but as soon as they saw us the horde began rushing.  Twenty of them a block away came barreling down the street. 
                  The fear increased our adrenaline and I turned my board sideways using it has a ram to help Caz break in the door.  Amanda was terrified begging us to hurry and screaming “They are coming!”.  The door continued giving still slowly.  Finally after the sledge hit the frame just right the door broke free falling into the pawn shop allowing us entrance. We noticed a freezer had been pushed up against the door which was giving it reinforcement.
                  Jumping over the door and freezer we pushed the door back into place and the freezer back up to reinforce.  The broken door left little protection.  I ran to the gun section and immediately busted the glass securing the pistols.  I grabbed a .357 revolver and began loading it with bullets found behind the case.  Dumping the rest of the shells in my pocket I ran up to the front.  They had pulled the door back into the street and Caz and Amanda were swinging madly attempting to push the horde back.  I came up on the side and fired a shot through an old man’s head.  The other two were stunned turning and looking at me.  I signaled them to the gun case where I found my gun. 
                  They turned quickly and ran to the back.  I was left alone attempting to push back all these monsters.  Thinking to myself “five more shots better make them count” I slowed my breathing and took aim.  The second shot went through the face of a young woman who looked as though she would have been quite beautiful if she had not been dead. An oaf of a man came next.  He came in with enough force to single handedly push the freezer into me.  As he did my aim was jumbled and the bullet shot past his head into the next one standing behind mine.
                  Before the beast could reach me a deafening shot rang from the back of the store.  The shot pierced the head of this barbarian taking his face with it.  When I came to my senses I noticed Caz standing in the back of the store taking aim with a 300 Weatherby.  Amanda opened fire with a smaller yet effective 9 millimeter.  They were successful at pushing the horde back.  Any whom dared enter took a bullet to the head.  I found it fascinating that they stopped attempting to come in.  We