escaping to the mall

me and my best friend ian ran as fast as possible down elm street while a horde of at least 40 zombies tailed us then ian pulled out a 44 magnum and shot some of the zombies in the legs and head and we keeped running until a beating up black suv came into our sight it encouraged us to run faster then i pulled a mollotov out of the back pack i was carrying then i lit it with my cigerate lighter and threw it with all my might at the horde of zombies they all were flaming some stopped and fell while the others jumped over them chasing us we finally reach the suv ian got in the drivers side and a ran around the front of the suv and got to the passenger side before i could close the door a zombie grabbed me trying to pull me out i struggeled to fight it then ian shot it in the arm that same arm ripped off i started slamming the door hitting it in the back then in pulled a long knife out of my pants pocket and stabbed it in the eye and kicked it out then shut my door ian said ''find the keys maybe their in here somewhere but hurry their coming '' then i found the keys and gave them to ian he started the car and drove through the horde of zombies like a hot knife through butter then suddenly a zombie jumped on the windshield and started slaming its head on it then ian stopped the car when he did it flung the zombie into a house window then he speed down the road goin 90 about a hour later the car ran out of gas we stepped out and started walking and talking about how we used to love living our old lives. eventually we came to a mall we walked in and found a surviver she was kinda pretty she took us to the securety camera room and locked the door we began to talk we asked what her name was she told us her name was jessica she looked in her 20s so we asked how old she was she said 24 then it reached sundown their was six beds jessica took the biggest and best bed it was queen sized i was kinda jealous but said to myself who gives a shit