Chad is bitten savagely on the shoulder, tearing out chunks of muscle, and Chang attempts to throw a drum of gasoline as an incendiary diversion. Still, there are far too many to fully avoid them all, and claws rake them as they run by. Using the bewildered Gas Mule as a shield, Lester keeps close to it, and the group dashes forward, using their superior speed and maneuverability to weave among the zombies. Even as they huddle at the base of the mountain, the dead have noticed them and begun to advance, hands stretched out, their jaws gnashing in hunger. To escape the valley, they must push ahead, reach the far side, climb up the hill and plunge into the jungle. They fall upon anyone close enough to reach, tearing out chunks of flesh devouring them, and the investigators have reached ground level right in the middle of this chaos. The dead are randomly interspersed among the living, and the dead do not discriminate between who they attack. Hundreds of corpses slowly lurch to their feet.
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