Session eleven: It hits the fan.

PCs:
Debbie: A young woman who worked in marketing, from Arizona, accomplished with a knife
Courtney: A wealthy New York business man
Lucy Newton: Little girl with a foul mouth, parents are missing
Tyrone: An IT professional with a startling propensity for violence
Buford: A shotgun toting preacher
Matoo: A ranch worker, a talent with the blade
O'Neal: A ship's engineer, dangerous with a wrench
Peter: A Russian with a lot of tattoos, ghostlike in the forest

NPCs of note:
Naomi: Hugely attractive best friend of Debbie
Dave Brewer: Leader of motorcycle gang, the Ghost Riders
Ian Mackenzie: An old guy, deadly with a ladder
Tommy Vikarios: A teenager with a bad attitude
One other survivor from the Pinnacle


"Why are we stopping now?"
"Looks like there's an accident...O'Neal's checking it out."
"O'Neal! What's happening?"
"Just looks like a road accident. No bodies. No zombies. Vehicles are pretty cleaned out. We're going to have to shift 'em though. Keep an eye out."
"Geeze he just pushed that car aside...Strong bugger, ain't he."
"Bufford, gimme a hand?"
"I sink I see something. On zat ridge. There!"
"Shit, it's raining zombies. We gotta go."
"Two more seconds and we can shift this car!"
"We don't have two seconds, MOVE!"
"Reverse, reverse, reverse!"
"I can't! There's no room!"
"Hold on, people. Ve are reversing."
"They just keep coming!"
"Shit, the 4WDs surrounded...I gotta get in there..."
"You motherfucker! I'ma kill you!"
"Don't you fucking touch Peter!"
"Yeah, you can go out and all..."
"You fuck! That little girl!"
"Jesus, they got her, she's dead, man, she's dead!"
"You evil bastard!"
"Yeah and fuck you too old man..."
"O'Neal! Help me! HELP ME! O'NEAL!"
"Hail Mary, full of grace. Our Lord is with you. Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen." 
*BLAM*
Bufford, Lucy, Naomi and Ian are all dead.