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A few days ago in New York city. Time of day 12:00 pm. It was very hot food hit the air as well as car honks and chatter everywhere. But no one was expecting what was about to happen. A scream let out through the crowd most people thought it was just for show like street performers but shortly after. Things grew out of hand. As time went by more and more people were bitten and then changed many people ran others recorded it.

As months past by there was not much of civilation. No one knew how it all began. Dean and his companion who was a Siberian husky was posted up at his house. He had his father's shotgun and two desert eagles which were slowly growing low on ammo. His place barricaded and had booby traps in the yard for what people call zombies,walkers, roamers, etc.

Dean leaned against the door of his bedroom listening to music that was a little left of his phone battery. He had lots on his mind. He had lost everyone except Adam. Who just stared at him" it's alright bud " he said patting his dog on the head who licked his hand.

About 3 days ago..

Faye and her partner was farther away from the gas station, hiding in an alley under a large blue tarp she saw there, when she felt like it was safe enough she came out still crying. Faye dropped her bag and looked through it as she was trying to see what was in it through her tears, but there wasn't anything she wanted there were only clothes, a broken watch she found and kept and also her little brother's teddy bear, no food and no weapon. her and her father needed to find someone to travel with and quick, they did not think they were able to fight on her own, she got up after zipping up her bag and started walking down the road, stopping for a few moments to pick a flower she looked up when she thought she heard something - just seeing a girl that didn't seem that older then her in the distance - when she got closer it turned out to be a new looking zombie. So her father creeped up and decided on shooting i with his gun, which was a stupid plan. All it did was kill the zombie - but lead zombies that were around every corner over towards them. He cussed under his breath and grabbed Faye by the collar of her shirt and began sprinting to the gas station, with all of the dead on the trail. After getting there they reached the back, where there were tons of lockers stacked around (for the old employees) After her father had realized that the dead had followed. He made Faye climb inside the lockers and hide there. Though what he did't think of was that lockers couldn't be opened by the inside. He went off to fight the zombies. It felt like hours Faye heard the groaning and grunting of her father. But suddenly she heard a loud scream and then nothing, nothing but moans

Present day..
Faye was still in the gas station, still she was locked in the locker with no way out and she was starting to get scared he was never going to get out . She looked out one of the slots of the locker, but she couldn't seemuch there cause the slot covered him from Sun's sight.



Devin Crooket sighed - he was sitting in a horrible shelter he had made in an alley that was supposed to protect him from the rain that was looking like it was coming tonight as he ate cold green beans from a can with his finger and a knife being held there by his thumb and palm

Nicks boot clacked against the tile. His rifle slung over his shoulder as he walked around the Burlingtons. He had been living off of baby food for the past few months. Not the most extravagent way of living, but it kept him alive. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, it was smearing his facepaint. He set his rifle on a counter and counted the bullets. 47 in total. He put all of the bullets into magazines and those into his vest except one which he chambered into his AWM. He sighed and moved his scarf back over his shoulder and walked towards the entrance. The store had become too boring.

Dean remained quiet as hummed the song that was playing which was Ashes Remain - Rise. He soon heard a trap go off which was some cans clanking. He got up and peaked out of the bedroom window seeing some zombies come towards his way" Adam stay here I'll be back I promise" he said. As he walked towards his bedroom door and opened it slowly just being cautious. He swung the shotgun out looking around his eyes looking for any movement as he shut the door behind him. He soon made his way downstairs he try to be as quiet as possible . He squinted he went into the kitchen and opened the back door as he listened for noises. He saw the zombie getting hung up on one of the traps which was a large wooden log with a sharp end. It's body was stuck on it. He soon pulled out his knife as he lowers his shotgun and stabs it in the head. God he hated doing that knowing that they were once soneone.

Nick hopped onto the scaffolding of a building and used the pullie to get up. At the top he laid down and looked aiund. Suburban areas, stores, gas stations, a fire station. "Eeny meeny miny mo." He looked through his binoculars at the houses. He was startled at what he saw. A person, giving mercy to a zombie in a backyard. He watched on for a few minutes after. "Aint that somethin." He grinned and hopped back onto the scaffolding. Lowering himself to the ground and heading to the suburbs.

Mason had been traveling non-stop since the beginning of the outbreak with the exception of stopping somewhere for a rest of some sort, he wasn't sure why he had decided to travel all the time whether it be to find the end of his life or for equipment to help sustain it he didn't care.

He decided it was time to set up somewhere and rest for the time being before heading out again to search his new destination, he picked a random house and made his way to it with the faintest limp and tried the front door, locked he kicked in the door immediately drawing the attention of an infected lady inside to which he killed with his main knife quickly then found a chair closing the door and baring it shut.

He wandered the house a little in search of anything useful and infected turning up half a bottle of whiskey, a few cans of food and a first aid kit, he went down into the basement again baring the door with a chair just in case and used a stack of wood from upstairs and a bit of gasoline from a container in the basement to make a small fire then closed the curtains beginning to skin a rabbit he had caught earlier that day.

Faye was quiet all through this day so she could hear if someone were to come in. Though she heard no one but the moaning zombies trying to get to her on the other side. She sighed and leaned back to the back of locker to rest herself after hours of trying to pry out from morning and to now. Her face was getting red and hot it began to throb and sweat, while the rest of her body either felt freezing cold or lava hot. She didn't like the feeling of being so hot and sweaty, mixed in with hunger and fear it made it more unbearable for the young girl. She decided, maybe it was better for her to lay down and sleep again

Carter paced around the small abandoned corner store, grabbing whatever he could find and stuffing it frantically into a backpack that he'd previously found lying in some old alleyway. There wasn't much in the store at all, which was both disappointing and worrying. Must of been looted already.
Thankfully, no walkers had decided to show their faces out on the street. Yet anyway. Carter couldn't see much through the boarded-up windows.
He glanced back at these two kids, just around six years old, huddling behind the check-out counter and distracting themselves by trying to read a torn-up newspaper. They looked up at him as he passed. He gave his sons a half-smile that he hoped looked at least a bit reassuring and whispered to them. "Just a few more minutes, boys. Then we'll be outta here, I promise."

Nick stops outside a gas station, there were Zs outside. "What went on in here?" He takes out his knife just as one notices. It stumbles towards him as he slides the knife into its head. He lets it fall down and moves the the next. 9 Why were they all so close? He entered the gas station. "Someone in there?" He yells into the door.

Carter sighed and slung the backpack up over his shoulders after he finished looting, unstrapping the .22 rifle that had been on his back so it wouldn’t bounce around uncomfortably with the added bag. “Okay, you two. Let’s get moving.”
He silently led the two boys out of the store and down the road, his rifle in his hands.

Dean soon kicked the zombie back. He let out a sigh and eyed the street knowing soon Adam and he had to leave soon. He soon made his way inside and let Adam out of the room" let's leave " he said soon grabbing his dufflebag off his bed which had bottles of water , canned food, protein bars, and necessities.

Once stepping out of the house he looked back. Knowing they were never gonna return.

Nick yells in again.

Mason eventually cooked up the rabbit and ate half of it packing the rest away for later then his eyes went to the bottle of whiskey which he took a few swigs of before inspecting his shoulder and calf wounds, they were a couple of weeks old and were just fine although still hurt a little since they were gunshots.

Losing himself in thought for a moment he stared into the fire recalling the moment he got the wounds before getting up grabbing his gear heading out the house, somethings gotta be worth finding in this place he thought to himself as he walk along the street once again without a care if anyone could see him or not, that being said he would still defend himself if the first shot didn’t kill him.

He walked past the back of the gas station hearing someone calling out into there and stopped in his tracks toward one of the back doors, he drew his pistol and pressed his ear to the wall to listen in.

Ace and her little brother Jonathan sat silently in the Jeep,as she drove it. It had been only a couple of day since they witnessed their parents being eaten alive...Johnny(Jonathan) was still shaking. Ace reached over and grabbed Johnny’s hand. “It will be ok, I’m still here...just get som rest Johnny”

Jonathan hated when his sister called him Johnny, but that is not what he could think about at the moment..all he saw was his parents organs being ripped out of their stomach right in front of him.But he was tired.. “Alright Alicia...” he said calling her by her real name. He layer back and closed his eyes.

After a few minutes of hiking, Carter halted and ducked down into an alleyway. He pulled Tommy and Peter down with him.
"Ow! Dad-!" Tommy hissed quietly at his father, not really expecting the sudden movement. Carter quickly hushed him and looked down his sights at the gas station. A bunch of dead zombies, one guy yelling into the front door.. Weird, to say the least. "Who's that?" Peter whispered as he peered over Carter's shoulder, trying to see.

Aw hell Nick draws his sidearm and looks behind hom in a car mirror and sees a pair of people. He smirks and looks back, moving around the building silently. He looks and sees someone with his hear pressed to the wall. "You ok man?" He announces rather loudly and aims towards him.

Ace and Johnny had been driving for day on end, and they needed to stop. Ace looked over at Johnny who was finally asleep, she sighed and saw a gas station up ahead on the right. “I’ll leave Johnny in the car, and quickly head in and get supplies...”

Upon hearing a voice, Johnny jumped from his sleep and seemed rattled, his sister looked over at him and gave a weary smile. “There is a gas station up ahead, I’m going to leave you here and quickly run in for supplies..ok?” His sister looked him in the eyes feeling his fear. “It’s ok I will leave the doors locked and you can crouch to the floor board if you would like..” Johnny nodded and they pulled into the gas station.

“Shit....” ace said as she looked around the gas station, seeing two kids and a older looking guy crouched, a man yelling, zombies and two other guys one with his ear to the wall another aiming at him, she stopped the Jeep and pulled her assault rifle from the back seat. “Johnny the revolver is in the glove box, if anything happens,ok” she got out of the Jeep with the keys and pressed the lock button.

Johnny looked terrified, but he couldn’t stop watching his sister, scared something might happen to her. He watched her as she slowly kept to the side of the Jeep.

Nick looks behind him at the now stopped jeep. "Now what's your problem?" He aims at the woman.