Kat's head snapped up when Nikki jumped out of the truck. [color=7bcdc8]"Ethan... He was supposed to be following us!"[/color]
Damn men and their hero complexes! [color=7bcdc8]"Ethan I swear to God if you get killed..."[/color]
Kat had no choice but to trust Nikki to go after Ethan and Jason since she couldn't leave Grace. The dog, whatever his name was, growled under his breath at the horde behind them. The undead had no reason to come after them unless they gave them a reason...

The dog started barking viciously as a car nearly flattened Nikki. Grace had wrapped her arms around the dog's leg and screamed in panic. Kat swore loudly. This was called 'a reason'. Ding, Ding, Ding! Dinner time for all undead! Right this way!
Predictably several of the horde, about twelve or so that Kat could count, turned their way. Kat banged on the back window before opening it. [color=7bcdc8]"We can't get too far ahead of Ethan and Jason! And Nikki is back there now!"[/color]
The truck swerved back and went in a large circle, running over walkers and smashing their heads under the tires. At least they could take out a few. One or two managed to grab onto the side of the truck and tried to climb on, but Kat using her bag and the dog using it's teeth knocked them down again.

Grace hated the noise and shouting and the rough movements of the truck. Taking a deep breath she screamed the loudest scream her little lungs could muster, large tears rolling from her eyes. She reached here arms up for someone, anyone, to hold her and make all of the bad things stop.