Just keep running

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I stopped to catch my breath, I'd been running for ages and I leaned against a tree and wiped the sweat from my eyebrow. Hastily, I turned to look behind me. The zombies were slow but they weren't stupid, one turned to climb up a blown over pick up truck, it threw itself off the top of the truck and rolled around in some snow grit before standing up. By now it was really close, I rolled my eyes and turned to a garage near the tree I was leaning on, a crowbar stood propped up against a wall. I picked it up and hauled it with all my might at the zombie. It groaned and staggered backwards more were gaining on me, Fear bubbled up inside of me, so I continued to run.

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