I wake up. Something wet and warm was rolling down my forehead. The room I was in was dark. I could barely see my hand in front of me. Groans were outside as my breathing quickened. I put my hand to my head and brought my fingers to my nose. Sniffing I remembered the metallic scent of blood. Feeling around I felt a piece of leather under my trembling hands. Picking it up I looked at it, it was a dagger. Mitchell's dagger in fact.
I stood up and walked to the other side of the wall and fell along the edges, looking for a door handle. After a few minutes I found one and slowly opened it. Outside was a fence, and on the fence was a horde of zombies, and they are almost through.
I wonder who put me here as I look around. No zombies seem to be around. I step outside and gasp, I fall onto my knees. My leg was hurting really badly. Pain shot straight up to my skull as I pulled up my pants. Looking at the gash on my leg I see it has something else on it, it was a bite.
HAHAHAHA!! CLIFFHANGER!!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!
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