Since the damned store only had the one entrance, Abel had no choice but to run right in the thick of the zombies. The lumbering corpse tried swung their arms out at him, and he struggled to stay out of their grasp. He had almost gotten through when one managed to get a hold of the back his sports jacket that was part of his uniform. The zombie yanked on the jacket trying to pull Abel into the reach of it's jaws.

"Fucking take the damn thing!" He yelled as he ripped the thing off and both it and the zombie grabbing it fell over from the momentum. One of the zombies tripped over the fallen one, and then another over that one, turning into a small zombie pileup. With a relieved grin, he took the small amount of time he gained and continued running through the mall. He passed plenty of stores full of zombies eating on the people within. Was he the only person in the mall still alive? Another zombie came at him on his right and he swung at it hard, knocking the things jaw clean off. The zombie continued to come after him, and he pushed it away, the continued sprinting through the mall.

"Shit, where are the fucking cops when you need 'em?!" he muttered as he ran.