I moved as quickly as I could, while remaining silent, and got into the car before any of the zombies could get me.
Yes, I know that's not what we're supposed to call them, but really, dead brain eaters, what else do we call them?
As I thought about my next move, I saw that the keys were still in the ignition.
I had a choice. If the car worked, I could drive away. But if it stalled, I'd just draw attention. I weighed up my options.
I turned the key.
My inability to drive should have had more weight.
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