While the corpse was distracted with trying to eat Roger's face, George slid his own blade into the thing's head.  George had to leave the blade in the thing's head and pull his arm back because the last standing walker snapped at his arm.  He hoped that the distraction was enough for Roger to capitalize on.   George shouted, "come on"  at the zombie, getting it to follow him as Roger untangled from the other one.<br/><br/>Once the last Zombie had been dispatched, George looked to Roger. "Thank you. I ... I fucked up."  He shook his head and sighed heavily, clearly disappointed with his fumble earlier.   But there was no time to dwell on that.  He had to make sure that the place was clear.   George jumped into action and did a quick sweep of the rest of the little store.  He found nothing else and gave the all clear.   "Let's get these bodies out of here and board it back up so we can rest here."<br/><br/><br/>Upon further inspection, the two would find that this small group must have boarded up inside this shop.  There was a sleeping area that had one mattress and two small cots set in the room that was definitely once the cooler.  There was even a sitting area with a soft brown couch set up against the front counter.	Much of the food had been eaten and the batteries had been used, but on the bright side, not all of it was gone. There were still several cans of food and bags of jerky, even jugs of water.   Something must have happened to the four before they could finish all the food.  Otherwise, the racks had been moved closer to the walls to open up the middle of the store.<br/><br/>All the windows were boarded up and the door too.  It was an easy enough task to replace the board that George pried free.