Dad cocked his shotgun, aiming at his wife. "Honey!"
"Dad..." the son crouched, stunned beside him. "she's gone..."
"Honey!" The dad yelled at the zombie.
"Dad!"
"Goodbye, my love." The shotgun blew off the zombie's head. The dad fell to his knees, crying.
"Dad, it was the infection, not her
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