Go for the lodge

Heading straight for the lodge, you can hear the Infected right on your heels. You dive over the hood of a car, **** to put some distance between yourself and the nearest Infected behind you.

From the corner of your eye, you see an infected at least twenty feet away, stroking its cock furiously, an alarmingly large load of cum bursts forth from the Jizzer's cock, spraying its stream in your direction, narrowly missing you as it splatters against the windshield of the car you just dove over.

Rushing towards the large wooden door at the front of the lodge, you are surprised to see the door swing open a split second before, then slamming shut the moment you are clear of it.

Gasping for breath in the dimly lit interior, you turn to see who your savior is.