Karl and JJ raced towards the cinema fire exit door, with the chasing pack scratching and scrambling behind them, growing closer by the second.
He knew it was only a thin layer of cotton but removing his t-shirt had felt like removing a plate of steel armour to JJ. There was something about having a fully exposed upper body that made his wildest nightmares run free. He couldn't help but picture how easily their teeth and nails would tear his flesh apart, like tender chicken meat falling away from the bone.
"We need to slow them down!" Karl screamed as he looked over his shoulder at the accelerating horde of undead.
He was right, what if the door was locked or jammed? What if they needed an extra few seconds? If the fire exit did anything but open perfectly on its first push, they were d
