36Judd charges through the high school halls, arms and legs pumping like pistons. He doesn't waste his breath on talking to me, and I don't blame him. He's in the race of his life now, the race for his life.
The ruckus in the gym rumbles behind us, muffled by distance and doors. Our precious head start must not have run out yet...though I know there can't be much of it left.
Just as I think that thought, the crowd noise explodes, no longer muffled. Time's up. The gym doors have opened, and the army of monsters has started the chase.
(Oh my God oh my God oh my God...)
Judd hasn't wasted his lead, though. No sooner do we hear the monsters burst free, than he blows through the front doors of the building. At least we've made it outside.
But what now?? We're no longer trapped in a
