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Run towards the man with the shotgun

The view of the man waving to you was beginning to become blurred as the thick smoke from the burning cars began to coat the air with a dark grey, like a reverse tint on your window. You knew that you had to abandon your car and make a run for the man now, you were unarmed and based on his body language he seemed to have an idea of what was going on, more than you at least.

As you took a deep breath and said goodbye to your cheap car for the last time, you mind went to your cousin Dale. You were determined to find him, but you also knew that he was a star athlete in college and had experience of dangerous situations when he went backpacking through the south pacific. If anyone could handle themselves in a crazy situation like this, it was Dale. You vowed to catch up with him later.

You tried to stay focused as you ran towards the man, didnt want to trip up, didn't want to run into any of those people and didn't want to run in the way of his line of fire. Luckily the moment you came sprinting out of the car he lowered his weapon and began steady jogging pace further in the direction you were already running. Signalling you to follow him.

My name is Hayes, dont slow down until I do, these things are pretty sluggish, but once they have a target, they wont stop....unless they find another. Lets go!

You had no reason not to follow this man, he seemed to have the interest of your survival in mind as well as his own. As he could have easily run off without you. Keeping your sprinting pace you both dissapear down the end of the street, trying not to be distracted by the screaming coming from all directions. Very quickly, things had gotten bad.

Luckily you didn't have to run for too long, the man Hayes seemed to know exactly where to run to, a little one way street off of a major junction. At the end of the street there were a number of small stores, including a protein shake bar which you could swear you had heard Dale talking about once. After scanning the area quickly and with none of the stalking horde in sight, Hayes invites you in to a side entrace of one of the stores, a key cutting shop.

The shop was tiny, just enough room for a counter and for a few people to stand either side of it. It was about half the size of your childhood bedroom. It was littered with seemingly useless trinkets and a few small tools. Also a lot of shoe polish for some reason. Your instincts tell you this would be a good time to take something to use, and without Hayes noticing you steal a Hammer from the counter and pocket it.

Hayes was able to get himself comfortable pretty quickly and leaned his shotgun against the wall next to him. He checked his watch and then craned his neck to look out the window, he was appropriately cautious. Seeing him up close you noticed he was actually an older man. In his late 40s at least despite being in pretty good shape. His face was weathered and slightly sunken, like someone who had seen too many horrors in their life, even before the events of today. His entire body with slick with sweat and his white t-shirt had patches of blood and grease. You cant determine if the blood belongs to him or not, at this moment.

Looking at you with his steely light blue eyes he scratches his chin before speaking.

I don't think they will be coming for a little while, thank god I was able to get that cop's shotgun. He didn't want to give it up. So what's your story? You heading out of the city? Already manage to get some loot? Don't be keeping secrets from Hayes now.

Something about the way the man mentioned acquiring a cops gun and his inquiry about your loot made you feel slightly uneasy, but you were wrestling with the idea of giving him the benefit of the doubt. Once again, you had to make decision about what to say or do next.

Answer him honestly and tell him about you and Dale.
Simply make a run for it, back towards the direction you thought Dale was.
Attack Hayes with the hammer you just pocketed in an attempt to get his shotgun.

Stay in the car and drive through

You decide to not take any chances outside your vehicle and hit the gas as hard as you can. Whatever these things are, you doubt they are normal people and won't feel too guilty about knocking a few over to get to your destination and find your cousin. Your car's usually impotent engine roared with determination to match yours and your got off to a speedy start. Though you could hear the man with the shotgun screaming 

"NOOOO! DONT DO IT" behind you.

Your car easily plowed through the first 4 or so, with sickening snapping and crunching sounds as their tattered bodies bounced off the hood. However as you were about to make your first turn, you realized that the few in front of you were basically the 'tip of the iceberg' and you found yourself driving into a crowd of at least 3 dozen, which caused your car to come to a halt after an initial heavy collision. 

The impact caused you to bang your head against the Ssteering wheel as you were not wearing your seatbelt.

You would be unconscious for most of the time as the corpse people slowly surrounded your car and began to break their way in. Tragically you will only wake up in time to experience being slowly devoured by the horde.

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