chapter 4

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We drive for a little while and we end up at what seems like some kind of a suburbia like area. We pull up at what seems to be the town hall, I turn to face angle in the passenger seat and say "ok we're staying here tonight but we'll need to clear is out first" Zoe asks "what's our plan of attack" I reply "I'll take the main hall and the north end, Zoe you take the west wing and angle you take east wing"

I open the door with my meat clever in hand, we slowly walk in Zoe runs to the right and angle runs to the left as I slowly walk down a long hallway. As I'm walking I here moans and snarls from behind me, I turn around and ready my gun I ask "are you one of them?" a two word answer hit me "of course". A pistol cracks and a bullet flies through my shoulder, the pain is excruciating I simply pass out from it.

Zoe's POV

I hear gun fire from down the hall, I bolt it straight towards the sound fear fills me as I see a large orange figure laying on the floor in a pool of blood .as I get closer I see a dark figure standing over what I hope isn't Addison, the figure turns and fires at me I slide under the fire and jump onto the figure. I slam it's head into the ground and draw my knife and slit its throat in hopes the it's not a walker.

I hear footsteps from behind me I whip out my Uzi and aim it down the hall only to see angle sprinting towards me I scream "turn on the lights" she turns her head franticly until she catches a glimpse of the light switch, she runs over to it and turns it on.

I'm blinded for a second but then I look over to see Addison laying there with a bullet wound gaping open with blood rushing out of it, Angle and I rush over to him. Angle quickly says "put pressure on the wound" so I do.

Angle's POV

I rip a piece of cloth from the dead man's shirt and wrap it around Addison's wound. Zoe looks at me with desperate eyes and she says "this is a town hall right, shouldn't there be and infirmary" I nod, Zoe picks up Addison with some trouble "ya good" I ask, she nods so we run to the infirmary.

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