Chapter 8: Fred

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Fred. I see Fred fending for himself. I don't know if I should help him or not. He's whacking wanderers with some 2x4. I don't know how he's still alive, though. I think if I should help him, but time is running out. "Screw it" I say while grabbing the rifle. Fred is screaming "Oh s***! Oh s***! Oh s***!" And then I take the shot. The wanderer that was about to kill him drops on the ground. Fred looks up at me. I see he also has a slingshot in his pocket. "Get in!" I yell. Fred runs up the steps. "Kenneth? You're still alive!" He yells. "H*** yeah!" I reply. Fred takes out his slingshot and starts stunning wanderers so I can shoot them easier. So we finally clear them all out.

"So uhh... where's Ben?" Fred asks. "Ben's... Ben's... Ben's dead.. I watched his spine get ripped out." Peanut lays down by my side. "Sorry" Fred says. "So uhhh... Do you wanna play ps4 with me?" I ask trying to get my mind off of Ben's death. "Sure" Fred replies. We do some Black Ops 3 and eat pizza from the market. I destroy Fred in that game. We played all night, and Fred fell asleep in the middle of a game. I dozed off soon after.

I wake up and see Fred standing above me. I hear gunshots everywhere. "What's going on?" I ask. "The police are fighting creatures! We could be saved, Kenneth!" I look out the window being very excited. My smile doesn't stay for long, though. "We're saved! We're saved! We're.. What's wrong?" Fred asks. "We're not saved anymore... look." I answer. We both look as the giant monster destroys the police. We watch as the whole police team of our county is gone. "D*** it! S*** S*** S***!" I yell. Fred just sits there while I yell.

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