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I looked over my shoulder. There were still no zombies sneaking up on me. I was still good. From this position, I could see dad. He lost a lot of weight. We all did but you could see it on him because he was kind of chubby pre-zombie-outbreak and now he isn't. He wasn't in danger so I looked away and resumed my post again. There was simply not much action going on today, much like yesterday, and the day before. It was both a blessing and a curse. Occasionally, I used my binoculars to make sure that the jail house was safe. There seemed to be no movement in the woods that surrounded us. There usually wasn't movement anyways.
I sat down at the edge of the flat roof, continuing to keep a look out. Against better judgment, I wished that someone would come to us, zombie or not. We needed to know, no that's wrong. I needed to know what happened to Brandon and Antonio. It's been three months since I've seen them and at this point, I just want to see them. My eyes watered at the thought of them being zombies which lead me to think of all my friends as zombies.
I shook the tears away. There was no point in harping on this. We lost too much already to be consumed with what could have happened to our family and friends. I used my binoculars to double check that we were safe for the next…ten minutes or so.
There was movement in the woods.
There was movement.
There were people.
I turned around and clicked my flashlight three times. Dad looked over to me, a little bit of fear in his eyes. He, in turn, sent flashes over to the rest of our group, Mom, Alex, and Fleur. I heard them as got out of the greenhouse and ran inside the jail house. Dad looked over to me again and we nodded in agreement as he headed back inside. I was to act like the eyes of the sky as he prepared for a possible attack on the ground.
I resumed my post, being careful to be well hidden from whoever was coming. My hand had a firm grip upon my shotgun, which was loaded and ready to put a bullet in a zombie's head. I hoped for the best but I expected the worse.
Within a few minutes, they came of the woods and into our territory.
I sat down at the edge of the flat roof, continuing to keep a look out. Against better judgment, I wished that someone would come to us, zombie or not. We needed to know, no that's wrong. I needed to know what happened to Brandon and Antonio. It's been three months since I've seen them and at this point, I just want to see them. My eyes watered at the thought of them being zombies which lead me to think of all my friends as zombies.
I shook the tears away. There was no point in harping on this. We lost too much already to be consumed with what could have happened to our family and friends. I used my binoculars to double check that we were safe for the next…ten minutes or so.
There was movement in the woods.
There was movement.
There were people.
I turned around and clicked my flashlight three times. Dad looked over to me, a little bit of fear in his eyes. He, in turn, sent flashes over to the rest of our group, Mom, Alex, and Fleur. I heard them as got out of the greenhouse and ran inside the jail house. Dad looked over to me again and we nodded in agreement as he headed back inside. I was to act like the eyes of the sky as he prepared for a possible attack on the ground.
I resumed my post, being careful to be well hidden from whoever was coming. My hand had a firm grip upon my shotgun, which was loaded and ready to put a bullet in a zombie's head. I hoped for the best but I expected the worse.
Within a few minutes, they came of the woods and into our territory.
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This is based on ~Irrelephantlovesyou's Zombie AU Story ([link])
I'm a really big zombie nerd and I read a lot about them so I do have some ideas for what to do during a criss. One of my thoughts: find a jail house because those things are created to keep things in and out. There are other reasons why I like jail houses but I'll explain later.
My group (subject to change): Me, Dad, Mom, Alex, and Fleur
Brandon and Antonio are missing. In fact, we haven't seen them since this whole thing started. Fleur's dad was zombied (though I didn't tell her), Alex's grandma didn't make it and her little sister and older brother are heading towards Washington DC in hopes that it's better down there. As far as we know, they are okay. We don't know about anyone else.
The characters belong to their rightful owner
I probably won't write anymore until ~Irrelephantlovesyou does. I don't want to mess up her plot anymore then I already did.
I'm a really big zombie nerd and I read a lot about them so I do have some ideas for what to do during a criss. One of my thoughts: find a jail house because those things are created to keep things in and out. There are other reasons why I like jail houses but I'll explain later.
My group (subject to change): Me, Dad, Mom, Alex, and Fleur
Brandon and Antonio are missing. In fact, we haven't seen them since this whole thing started. Fleur's dad was zombied (though I didn't tell her), Alex's grandma didn't make it and her little sister and older brother are heading towards Washington DC in hopes that it's better down there. As far as we know, they are okay. We don't know about anyone else.
The characters belong to their rightful owner
I probably won't write anymore until ~Irrelephantlovesyou does. I don't want to mess up her plot anymore then I already did.
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This.
I like this.
I also like the idea of using a prison as a home base. Gotta take note of that.
And feel free to continue doing whatever you want. If you want, these zombie universes can be parallel but not the same, so things don't get too complicated, so we can be doing different things at the same time.
I like this.
I also like the idea of using a prison as a home base. Gotta take note of that.
And feel free to continue doing whatever you want. If you want, these zombie universes can be parallel but not the same, so things don't get too complicated, so we can be doing different things at the same time.