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"Ana...ANA! What is that woman doing over there?? She...oh my god! She's biting that other woman's shoulder!! ANA!!"

It had been a long time since Fallon had screamed so loud. Loud enough to wake the dead would have been an appropriate description, if it wasn't apparent that the dead were already very much awake.

What had started out as a nice, quiet, albeit slightly sad and disturbing evening, was rapidly going down hill. But damn if Fallon was going to let that happen without putting up a fight.

She had no control over Cyrus' leaving, and admitted to herself that she needed to find a way to deal with such occurrences, because they were bound to happen again at some point. She was an adult, married woman now, and needed to act the part. Falling apart at the thought of being alone was ridiculous these days, especially since she had come to terms with her phobias. Or thought she had, anyway.

Besides that, it had been ages since she and Ana had quality girlfriend time. Fallon adored Ana, and if anything found it frustrating that being so happy with Cyrus and their life had sometimes squeezed out any extra time for the sweet librarian. So in that sense, Cyrus' sudden departure had dropped a gift into Fallon's lap, and at least she had the good sense to recognize the gift, and was happily planning to make full use of the time they now had.

The one tiny fly in the ointment had been the lack of food, and things at the mansion for humans. While Cyrus and Fallon did eat and drink things besides their nightly life sustaining fluids, they often did so out. If they planned to have a meal at home, Fallon would let the staff know the night before, and all the shopping, and preparations would be done while Cyrus and Fallon slept. Cyrus' leaving so surprisingly quick hadn't allowed time for Fallon to plan for Ana's arrival. And that was what brought the two women out into the night now. Grocery shopping!

Unfortunately, Fallon was prepared for getting a shopping cart, walking up and down the aisles, checking out and going home. She was not prepared for seeing the small group of panic stricken patrons, being attacked by the growing group of....

"Zombies??? Good god, they look like the zombies you see in movies!"

At least they didn't look like vampires...rather no vampires Fallon knew of. Vampires looked normal...like Cyrus, Aishe. and Kem. These things...for that was what they resembled, looked anything but normal.

Fallon grabbed Ana's arm. and pulled her into a doorway, behind a makeshift tower of Pepsi cartons, piled high in front of them. It was an instinctive move that she knew would only offer them a modicum of protection from the frenzied undead dead. Hopefully it would be enough time for the two women to come up with a plan on how to get away.

"This is crazy insane!"