"You know I still have that sweater you got me?" I said. "I still wear it, too."Suzette looked sad and I asked what was wrong."I was just thinking of ...hat beautiful locket you gave me," she said. "I really wish I still had it. But I guess you know where it went."I could guess, but I told her it didn't matter."We're going to have a great Christmas this year," I said. "And every year you come back here. We'll make new memories this year we can talk about next year."Her mood brightened a little."I. " I peered up over the brick wall again, and this time only one red flashappeared. I shot at it, which produced another cry of pain. Haydenhigh-fived me. "That should leave just one left," he said. I peered up over the wall a third time and caught a glimpse of the lastman darting from one shadowy spot to the next. He was trying to findbetter cover, probably to wait us out. I fired quickly, before he wasable to disappear back into shadow, and sent him sprawling into thedirt. With our. We were outside a paper goods store which she always liked to look through when she asked if I could pick up a book at the bookstore two doors down. I was a bit confused since we usually just bought things on Amazon or maybe at the B&N. I didn't even know there was a bookstore in this complex. She just shushed me with a smile and asked me to please pick it up, she was sure they had a copy.It was nice to do something other than wander behind her looking at cards and wrapping paper so I turned. The virus shuts off the higher functions, and as such bypasses the conscious mind. All that is left is one basic script: Breed and Feed. In its final stages, it reworks the body's digestive system to a worm like state where enzymes break down proteins in the stomach and directly feed the "brain" Another tube feeds the same enzymes to the reproductive organs. None of that mattered to the survivors though.The zombies couldn't be stopped like normal people. These zombies cannot be killed by normal.