"Sounds as good a plan as I've heard all week." Karen replies as she aims the sprayer at the nearest zombie and sprays away.
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"Not good." Nephi muttered as he saw most of the people on the left get overwhelmed.  "And Karen has my keys.  Can't do a thing with a car without the keys."

He made a decision, praying that Karen would be safe while he acted, and moved, aiming to free his downed comrades before it was too late for them.  As he did, he yelled out "Reverend!  Get moving before we're swarmed!"

Allan felt a familiar wave of nausea. His wife was risking what was left of her sanity to protect them. "Xynthia don't..." He muttered as he averted his gaze. Allan knew better than to look at her in that moment. "Just run to the cars, I'll take care of it." He sidestepped around his wife to get a clear view of the zombie Xynthia had enthralled. Not wanting to take the time to aim his gun, he gestured at the creature and yelled, "Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire!"
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Nephi's strike swiftly downed hos two targets. The last zombie, however, while impaling itself on Nephi;s rapier got close enough to grab his hand: the protruding bones, hard and sharp, pierced through Nephi's uniform's sleeve and slashed his wrist.

The would was not life-threatening, but it was painful, and it made it difficult to hold his sword. Furthermore, the dark trail left on Nephi's sleeve by the creature's hands suggested that whatever was on the creature's fingers wasn't healthy.

The dead young girl that was gazing adoringly at Xynthia turned to look at Allan. The air seemed to shiver, and the creature dropped dead - again.

Nephi yelled in pain as the dying (again) zombie wounded him.  He knew that the Lord could easily Heal the wound, but the required prayers would leave him open to further attack.  He made his decision as he used his left hand to steady his rapier, keep fighting until safety is reached, then Heal.

Xynthia looked at her husband, and a voice spoke in his head: TAKE THEM AWAY FOOL! SHE WILL BE SAFE WITH ME!

The Reverend had never heard a spider talk, but he was pretty sure that voice was what one would sound like.

"Bring them to safety! There's no time left!"

The look in her eyes was sad and sweet: "I'll be OK. I promise. I'll come back to you."

She raised her hand to touch his face, thought better of it, and then, suddenly, MOVED. She was fast, much faster than a person who was just walking had the right to be, like someone out of a sped-up old movie.

Like a butterfly, like a cat, like a bird, like a dream, she danced over the grass, reached the fallen zombie leader and touched it. As she did, several zombies turned to look at her. She beckoned them with her head, and suddenly around the group an empty circle was forming.

It wouldn't last long, but the zombies who were running at them were far enough that they now had a chance to get to the cars without fighting over every inch of ground.

Tony knew now why it had taken him a while to realize it: the smell of rotting bodies was so strong that it was impossible to tell what was beneath it.

Looking at the fallen zombie leader, however, there could be no mistake: the body was already surrounded by a thin mist. Once one knew what to look for, it was clear that the other fallen zombies were surrounded by it too, albeit to a much lesser extent.

The mist was pooling slowly on the ground, unaffected by the wind. Tony felt a sudden cold on his leg, and realize that his foot, next to a fallen zombie, was in a pool of mist.

He tried to shout a warning, but failed. He tried again, and this time one word came out: "POISON!"

Dropping the sprayer Karen turned to follow the others as they moved toward the cars until Anton mentioned something about poison. "What poison? Either way lets go while we still can." She said as she moved to Nephi's side noticing the wound before asking, "You ok Nephi?"

Betty, a bewildered look on her face, was still watching Xynthia. There was something alien about the way she moved, and she couldn't look at her face without feeling a sense of dread

When Tony spoke, she turned to look at him, and inadvertently took a step back, tripping over a fallen zombie. Her legs suddenly began to feel cold.

Nephi was grateful for Karen's concern, but said as he quickly moved to the cars "Don't worry about it.  It hurts a bit, but with the Lord's Blessing it'll be fine.  I'll just need to get somewhere peaceful for a minute.  Are you okay to drive?"

Geoff pulled back with the others until they reached the cars, "OK," he said, "let's get in and get the hell out of Dodge."

Eddie quickly bent over to help Betty back on her feet, but he soon realized that the girl could barely stand up: "What happened? Are you hurt?"

"Don't... Touch the bodies." Tony finally managed to say: "They are poisonous."

"I can't hold them much longer. You have to move now." Xynthia's voice was extremely clear, especially considering her mouth wasn't moving.
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Eddie scooped up Betty, but he immediately realized he wasn't going to run anywhere carrying her, and Tony seemed to have problems standing as well. "We won't reach the cars like this!"

"I can make them ignore the Touched ones... Those who where poisoned. As long as there are Unfaithful... Other people around." Xynthia's voice was strained, and she was evidently struggling to find the words. "Two of you take them back to the house. The others will act as a diversion. Once the cars are gone, we'll follow them. You can leave the house then. It's the best I can..."

She stopped and all the zombies shivered for a moment. "Go..."

"Hector! You take the doctor. Everyone else, to the cars. Move! Move! Move!"

"Xynthia..." Allan started to take a step toward his wife, but knew there was nothing he could do for her now except heed her wishes and save the others. He quickly turned away, afraid that if he took the time to think about it, he would change his mind and get them all killed.

He ran up next to Jane, who was still carrying the catatonic Monica. "Get her to the Unicat, I'll cover you!" He pointed to a large vehicle that looked more like a cross between a tank and a garbage truck than it did an RV.

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"I should be." Karen replies to Nephi's question about her ability to drive. "Lets go, we don't have any more time to lose." She adds making sure Nephi's keys were still in her pocket before grabbing his hand and leading them in the direction of his car.

Hector shot a glance at Jane (or, more accurately, at Monica), and for a moment he seemed on the verge of refusing, but that would have gotten them all killed, and he knew it. Gritting his teeth, he helped the doctor toward the house.

The group split, four moving slowly back, the rest running for the vehicles.

A few seconds later, the zombies started following the latter group, quickly picking up speed.
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Geoff backed up to the vehicles, covering the others whilst he could. He made sure that the others were all in the vehicles safely before getting in himself and closing the door behind him.

As he reached his car, Nephi yelled out a reminder to those going to the Unicat "Let us lead!  I need to go home and pick up a few things!"

By the time Jane reached the Unicat, a zombie was there to greet her. Short on time and patience, and still carrying Monica over her shoulder, she simply swept at the creature, which fell in a pile.

"Got it Nephi!" She yelled back, and then almost tripped and fell over: the leg that had kicked the zombie was going numb.

With Allan's help, she and Monica got into the Unicat, and finally the group drove away, following Nephi's lead.

Ed watched the cars leave through the window. Luckily the Reverend's scary had somehow kept her promise to keep the zombies away from them, and the good doctor had once again let them into his house.

And now they were stuck there.

Anton and Betty were conscious, but feeling sick.

Hector was keeping to himself, and shooting him icy looks.

And of course Doc S and his wife were not really happy to have them as their guests once again.

Yeah, that was gonna be fun.