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</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family:Calibri">She was quick about it, not wanting to tussle and get bitten if she messed around. She smacked him in the head with the tire iron hard enough to cause him to stagger against the car, body landing on the hood long enough for her to drive the sharp end through his skull. The struggling of the limbs stopped and she used the leverage she had with the tire tool to drag him off to the side of her car. Smearing the goo that used to be its blood across her hood.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family:Calibri">She grumbled to herself as she looked around, deciding to shove the sharpest end of the tire iron into the ground to clean it off. Which she did as quickly as possible before she climbed back into the car. The arrival of the zombie lighting a fire underneath of her and making her realize how close it had been to this man getting his face eaten off.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family:Calibri">"Listen." She said as she climbed inside, letting the tire iron drop into the passenger side. "I'm on my way to someplace safe and you're welcome to come too. I'm not going to make you go though if you really want to risk your life out there. But I would like to leave before more of those things show up." </span>