Chapter two: All Out Of Luck

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Our luck just ran out, the car park is infested with zombies and Coach Steven didn't drive his Hummer today, he drove his 4x4 pickup truck, which means 2 people have to sit at the open boot compartment, worse of all, his car is far away from where were standing. Our only option is to fight our way through. As we prepare to fight, we heard gunshots in the car park.

We saw a group of policemen with pistols shooting zombies nearby so we helped them but it was too late. We killed the zombies and looted the policemen, there were only 3 pistols because one of them was broken. Oliver was in the school maskmen team so gets to use one of them, Nathan got the idea for looting the officers so he gets to use one. So now it's scissor, paper, rock for it between me and Jonathan and unfortunately I lost. Soon two of our classmates, Jamie and Samuel came running to the car park, we gave them covering fire and rescued them. Samuel said "Thanks for saving us, if it wasn't for you guys, we could have been zombie chow!".

Jamie told us that he has a bigger car nearby that can fit all of us in so we changed cars. We were amazed when we see the car, it was big and it is an 8 seater 4x4. Just as i thought our luck has been restored, it just gotten worse. On the roads, there were mutated zombies Nathan said, "First zombies, now mutated ones?! COULD OUR LUCK GET ANY WORSE?". Suddenly an announcement broke out, it was the military, they said "We are now going to close the city until all the zombies are dead, trespassers will be shot and survivors will be shot again.", we all gave Nathan the mean look. Nathan said with embarrassment , "I should shut my mouth". In my mind I thought," Sigh, typical Nathan Johnson".

On our way to Jonathan's house(his house is very big and it has a fallout shelter), Jamie and Oliver has to pee so we stop by at a nearby Skittles shop. Jamie and Oliver want to the toilet while me, Jonathan and Samuel check out the store for supplies. Halfway through the shop, a girl whith a chrome shotgun attacked me, she said with surprise "Wait, your not a zombie, sorry. My name is Olivia, what is yours?", I replied "Jason, what are you doing in a place like this?", she answered "I use to work here as part time employee". 

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