Amy

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No parents... Where were they? Sam was back at home and could see nobody. No cars, no people. Nothing. The lights didn't work either. What was going on? Why did the note say 'we are all alone here'? How could he be alone? There must be someone else? Suddenly, out of the corner of Sam's eye, he saw something move. He cautiously made his way outside too see what it was.

"Look out!'' Sam heard the cry just in time. He swung around to notice a figure limping towards him. It was about six foot tall, missing a hand and it had a huge gash in the right side of its face. Sam projectile vomited his last meal at it. It changed nothing. Then, out of nowhere,  another figure appeared, knocking over the 'Zombie' like figure. It thrashed at her, but it had clearly snapped its leg completely in two. 

"Um, thanks?" Sam looked at this figure, who was waring a hood and cloak. They were about five foot one. Sam was slightly taller than them; he was five foot six.

"It's okay," The figure replied. A girl's voice. She took off her hood. Sam stared, but couldn't see much. His eyes weren't used to the dark. "My name's Amy, what's yours?" She questioned.

"Sam, I'm Sam. Nice to meet you..."

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