The pair kept running, Will panting for breath: "I... I hate you, Meg." She came up and gave him a quick peck on the lips. They both stopped for a second. They seemed like they were far enough for the horde for a quick breather. "Man... I hate running." William moaned, wiping sweat from his forehead.<br/><br/>"You're a wimp, baby." Megan giggled. She knew if he wanted to, he could probably beat her within an inch of her life, but that wasn't quite what she was referring to.<br/><br/>"Just when it comes to running!" William shouted at her. "Besides, we got aw--"<br/><br/>He was interrupted by the a long<span style="font-style: italic">EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE</span>above them. "What the hell?!" Megan yelled over the obnoxious sound.<br/><br/>"It sounds like a bullhorn's siren or a soccer horn or something!" Will said, holding his hands to his ears. "Let's just get to the damn store, it's attracting more of 'em!" They ran further north, following the direction they saw a car heading, before it sped off wthout them. "Jackass!" Meg screamed.<br/><br/>"Calm down, Meg. I think we're almost there." William said, pointing at a large amount of fallen infected piling on the street, just before a turn in which the other side is hidden by a building.