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September 9th, 2010
The refugee camp had been nice. They had been there for almost two weeks. But, that was short-lived. Winter had woken up that morning to screams. Sam had rushed into her tent
"They've gotten in. The biters! We've gotta go!" Sam yelled. Winter's eyes widened and she quickly got up. She and Sam had woken up the others informing them, they had to leave. People were screaming and Winter watched a lot of people die. Sam, Winter and Michael all had their weapons ready as Amy and Andrea gathered everyone's things. To her left, Winter saw a man fighting with one of the biters. She aimed her gun and shot it in the head. The biter stopped moving. The man looked at her thankfully
"Hey, get your crew over here! I'll get us out of here!" The older man had said. Once Andrea and Amy had finished, they all rushed towards the older man
"Get in the RV" He said as he opened the door and entered. They all followed after him. Michael was the last one in and shut the door behind him. The man got in the driver's seat and started the RV. Then, he began to drive off. There were biters everywhere
"My name's Dale Horvath, thank you for earlier" The man had said
"My name's Winter Steele, and it's no problem" She said
"Thank you for helping us" Michael said
"Of course, people have to help one another out" Dale said. They had successfully made it out of the refugee camp and left Atlanta
"There's a place nearby where we could set up camp. It's called Bellwood Quarry. It's close by and there probably won't be many biters there" Michael said
"That's great, why don't you come up here and help me get there" Dale said. Michael did as told and walked up towards the front. Sam had a devastated look on his face. Winter understood why. Their tiny bit of hope was just crushed right in front of them. They had thought that maybe even for a moment, things were going to be okay, but they were wrong. Eventually the RV had stopped and Michael exited
"Yeah, this looks like a good place" Michael said. Dale turned off the engine and walked out
"You're right. It's perfect for look-out too in case any of those, what did you call them? Biters? In case those biters approach" Dale said. The rest of them exited the RV. They were unaware that they had been followed by other survivors. Michael aimed his gun towards the cars that approached
"Woah, woah, what the hell are you doing?" Sam asked. The people in one of the cars put their hands up. Sam forcefully lowered Michael's gun. Dale walked over to the side of the window. The man in the front seat rolled down the window
"Did you guys also come from the refugee camp?" Dale asked
"Yeah, we barely escaped. We and I guess some others saw your RV and decided to follow it" The man said. Then suddenly, there was a loud boom. Everyone had gotten out of their cars and turned to look at the horrific sight in front of them. Atlanta was in flames. Atlanta had been hit with a napalm balm
