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One Of Their Adventures #1

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In the dark and deep depths of a cave, where abnormal rocks were as sharp as crystals. The only unpredictable sounds being the small drips of liquid and devastating howling, its' echo bouncing off the walls and carrying it's sound to incredible lengths. And if you go even deeper, you could discover the much common description of a horrific figure..

Zombies.

The ear deafening groans of mindless zombies overlapped each other, as they roamed the empty space with no goal or thought; as their brains were rotten to the last cell, the extra pungent smell confirming it well. Many zombies had torn and tattered clothes, bones popping out within each edge of exposed rotten skin. Their teeth were colored yellow, their gums and mouths as dirty as you can imagine; and their eyes were now a soulless white, no pupil in sight, but red veins showed around the socket. Some even had only one eyeball, the other eye either an empty socket, or hanging like a yoyo ball beneath their eyes.

Most of the zombies were fairly different from one another, you could mainly tell by their clothes. One was most possibly a farmer from the overalls, another one was definitely a scuba diver as his diving fins somehow stayed with him. Another one was wearing a traffic cone on its head, for reasons unknown (I'm sure the guy doesn't even know it's there).

Through the massive wave of zombies, there was a gigantic wall of rock, behind the said wall were four teenagers, all ranged from 14-16. They all whispered, panicked, one even came close to screaming his lungs out. It was a small group, one girl and three boys, all on quite of an adventure and put in a perilous situation; but that was their "norm", you could say they lived for the adventure, no matter the danger -- well, most of them did.

"Status Report: Making our way out of the cave. All four of us still intact and well. Although a bit concerned for our discrepancy, as Anthony is furthermore complaining every other minute." The girl, whose name was Bianca, wrote out in a small leather brown journal, voicing out the words she wrote alongside it. She looked back up at the three boys that curled up alongside her; and sure enough, her assumptions were correct. The blonde boy, whose name was Anthony, stared straight at Bianca giving her a glare.

"You know I can hear every word you say right?" Anthony grumbled, feeling very well targeted for his ranting. In his perspective, the complaining was very well needed, as the group he was in had always placed themselves into the dumbest of situations to some degree, and Anthony would have to be the one to save their asses out of trouble, but seems to never get appreciated for it.

"She does have a point. We need to keep low and quiet. Their brains might be rotten but we don't know about their hearing.." Another boy perked in, who's name was Tristan. He essentially was holding a bunch of gadgets and gizmos, same with the rest of them that had backpacks to go along with their journey.

"I think we'll be pretty fine on that along with the rest of their senses." The last of the three males; Scott, had varied his input into the conversation as well, taking a quick peek around the sharp corner just to get a look at the mind numbing undead.

Just at that same moment, a zombie had walked herself into a rocky wall, very confused upon the impact, and where the wall even came from. With no sense of thinking whatsoever, she walked herself right into the same wall; and so the cycle repeats.

"He's getting it. Their brains are rotten for a reason." Anthony said, clarifying his statement by pointing to the temple at the side of his head.