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Marcus and Johnny left the atrium to have a cigarette and to round up the rest of their prisoners. When they returned with the scared group of women, Carly, who looked exhausted, was also forced into the pool.
“You got a free life last game,” smiled Donnie. “Let’s see if you’ll survive this round.”
Carly scowled and flipped him off.
“No, sweetheart,” chuckled Donnie. “You’ve got it backwards. You’re the one that’s screwed.”
She shook her head in disgust and walked over to me.
“Hi, Carly,” I said.
She squeezed my hand and smiled sadly. “Hey, kid.”
“Hey, listen... I have an idea,” said Bryce under his breath. “When they release the zombies, we lead ‘em toward our captors.”
I nodded. “Yeah, that might just work if they don’t shoot us first.”
“There are too many of Tony’s men,” sa
