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As I am walking down the street of downtown New York, I hear yelling, followed by a loud bang, which I recognize to be a sniper or rifle. I knock a arrow into my bow and start running toward the sound. When I do, I see a group of survivors standing in a really bad situation. They are surrounded by walkers. That's what I always call them anyways. I see the sniper throw his gun down and pull out a knife. I look to the rest of the group and realize they are all out of ammo. They won't make it through this if I don't help.

As I take a deep breath I lean against the side of the building and whistle. Then I take the end of my bow and hit backwards, causing glass to fall everywhere. I hear groans coming toward me and the group clearly asking questions along the lines of 'wth' which makes me smirk a little. When the groans get closer I adjust the skull face mask that I wear and make sure I have weapons ready. As I come around the buildings corner I release my arrow, going through the walkers skull. I twist around the one and grab a throwing knife out of my boot and chuck it at the direction of the sniper, and a old man. They look scared as it goes past them until they turn around and realize there was a walker behind them. I roll forward and knock another arrow in place before landing on my knees and letting go, taking down two walkers with one arrow.

There were five left now. I Throw my bow down and pull out a knife. I Stab the skull of the closet one and kick the other in the gut, watching as it stumbles back as I pluck the knife out of the skull of the one. Then I hear a loud sorta whistle go past my ear. I look at the zombie that was about to hit me, and then I look back at the group to see who helped me. My eyes rested on the sniper who now had a sling shot out, and nodded at me. I gave him a thumbs up before jumping up and grabbing the z's arm with my legs and rolling forward to the ground. Once I hit the ground with the z I twist my legs causing its arm to dislodge. With my knife I throw it at a walker that was about to bite an older man who I think to believe is the leader.

With my combat boots I stomp on the walkers skull below me and grab the ammo clip off him and stand up, walking to my bow. As I grab it I see the group walking to me. The sniper from before handed me my knives back, to which I nodded before grabbing them. I turn around to grab the arrow off the one behind me and extend my hand, offering the group the opportunity to take the ammunition clip I had just found. It was full, and I sure wasn't gonna use it.

As I adjust the face mask I hear them start to speak.

"Thank you for saving us." The taller middle aged man says.

"Yeah seriously." A younger girl speaks up and walks to the side.

I look at her in complete confusion and shock before taking off my mask.

"How are you here?" I ask her with tears in my eyes.

"No way..." she says stepping closer to me.

"I said how are you here!" I yell with a tear running down my cheek.

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