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Armed with the unusual weapons of two shopping trollies, Mr. Grady set out through the superstore, chucking in what remained of the canned foods and the dry foods, like rice and tinned tomatoes. There were also a few powdered milk containers, he threw those into the trolley as well, the water aisle was totally clear but in the back of the store Mr. Grady could just slightly see a crate of water bottles, some empty, only about a quarter of the crate was left, Mr. Grady ran forward, taking the bottles of water and then going through the shop to find some stale bread and some jarred foods like onions and sundried tomatoes. By the time Mr. Grady was finished, the trolley was half full, which was good due to circumstances, but there was another problem. The front exit was blocked, there would be no way to get out here, the undead were already swarming in. ‘****, I’ll have to go out the back’ Mr. Grady leapt up from the aisle that he was on, bringing with him some toilet paper. He ran through the aisle and stopped quickly at the medicine cabinets, grabbing the last two bottles of penicillin and some cough medicine and pain relief, the undead were catching up to him now, their arms flailing, adding to their tenuous and terrifying screaming that raced around the walls of the superstore, giving the brick walls life and a voice. It felt supernatural. The back door was in sight now, only a few aisles up, Mr. Grady took hold of the trolley and pushed it as fast as he could, he ran with it straight forward, one of the hungering beasts stepped in his way but Mr. Grady didn’t move out the way, the beast was knocked down and it’s skull was crushed by the wheels and the weight that were above them. At last, Mr. Grady managed to push the trolley through the back doors, now he would have to exit the warehouse.

The car skidded along the road, stopping finally at the back of the store, the old man was taking a while and the front of the store had already been overrun. ‘Let’s up that he’s smart enough to come to the back of the store.’ The Albino thought to himself, smirking at the same time due to another unrelated reason. The Albino didn’t know whether there was anything else that the old man would have the get through, the store was rather large but they might have their warehouse in another location so as they can have more shop space, but The Albino wasn’t too sure, he was off and away in a place of his own, thinking about his major goal in life. “What, is my purpose now….” The Albino thought about it, on all his feelings on who he despises most and who he may love, and instantly he knew. “I’ll kill him, that’s my goal, find him, and kill him, and then gut him and string him up, for what he’s done to me, he deserves it, ****ing, Chicago, piece of **** town if you ask me.”

The old man had just about reached the door, he let go of the trolley and kicked the last door backwards, it flew open, a sprinter was running up the aisle towards The old man, but this wasn’t how they usually approached Mr. Grady, this one seemed to have the potent feeling of rage inside it’s limbs, Mr. Grady pulled out his M9 and shot, the bullet his the creature in the neck, he shot again and it hit the beast on the side of the head, still enough to damage the brain, the creature fell down as it died, its blood seeping out from all its wounds, old, and new, but the blood seemed to have a chemical smell to it, Mr. Grady decided to get out of the store as fast as he could, he didn’t want to be anywhere near that stuff.
Finally the old man emerged from the store, he pushed the trolley to the back of the jeep and clicked the boot open, he swiftly shoved everything in the boot apart from the drink and jarred food, everything else would survive the journey. He ran past the second row of seats and ran to the first, pushing the door wide open and leaping on the seat. “Drive, ****ing drive!” the car sped off, away from the superstore, and back to The Albinos mangy hideout…