The three, hearing the cries of the other men, selflessly run back to help them.  Tripping, jabbing and wailing with all of their might, they beat back the zombies long enough for the men to make a run for it.  One man looks like he's free, but a zombie leaps out of nowhere and sinks his filthy teeth into the man's shoulder.  A crushing blow from Hal sends the zombie's head flying for the bleachers, however, and the injured man staggers for the safety of the garage.  Soon, everyone is gathered at the entrance, only to find that the door is locked!

The zombies regroup now, slowed by their beating, but moving inexorably closer...

Thinking quickly, Abe puts together a makeshift torch and waves it at the zombies.  It isn't the greatest, and the zombies don't seem particularly afraid of fire, but it buys enough time for one of the men to elbow out a panel of glass and reach for the latch inside...  Unfortunately, there's no latch.  It must use a key on both sides.  Another man pushes across the others and grabs a large metal drum, half full of garbage.  Lifting it over his head (with the help of the others) he heaves it through the door, creating a jagged hole large enough for people to climb in.  Before long, everyone is inside except for Abe, and soon he too is safely inside, though scratched up by the portal's edges.

Unfortunately, the opening is large enough for the zombies as well, and they rush the hole.  For a moment, it looks as though the door has sprouted a dozen rotting, grasping arms.  Then one of them gets a head through...

Running to the truck in the garage, Abe finds a double hydrant spanner and hefts it purposefully.  Meanwhile, Hal thrashes at the head poking through the door.  The two men put every effort into their assault, but for every crushed skull or snapped limb, another takes its place.  There are simply too many, and their number seems to be growing.

Meanwhile, across the street, unseen by Abe, Hal, Alex and company, the other survivors carfully wend their way precariously across the rooftops...

As Abe pounds futiley on the zombies with his found weapon, Alex climbs into the large vehicle and tries to start her up.  The key turns, the engine roars, rattles, clanks... and dies.  The zombies at the door seem to redouble their efforts upon hearing the racket, pushing their way further and further through hole in the door.

Meanwhile, several blocks away, Mary and the others are surrounded by zombies who have made their way onto the rooftops.  The clerk, standing beside her, blows another one away with his shotgun and then takes aim at a fifth.  "Click", the weapon responds matter-of-factly.  The zombies charge and, unheard by Alex and the others, somebody screams.