The shooting lights were turning people into Zombies. Orlando didn’t think such a thing was possible. It couldn’t be. Fernie remained quiet as they tracked the two remaining Zombies. Most of the Zombies had fled the scene looking for prey elsewhere. Orlando, Ruben and Fernie had tracked and killed all but two. They were easy to locate. Just listen for the screams of their victims. Orlando looked back at Ruben who was bringing up the rear. He looked troubled. “What’s wrong?” Orlando asked coming to a stop. “Keep quiet,” Fernie answered. He looked irritated. “Keep moving. We have a lot to do tonight.” Fernie took the lead, Orlando held back waiting for Ruben. “What’s wrong?” Keeping his voice low he answered, “Fernie’s injured. He’s favoring his right side.” Orlando looked over to where Fernie was waiting for them to catch up. He stood there tall and straight. It didn’t look like Fernie was suffering fro
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