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"Ugh ...my mouth still hurts like hell..."

I moan in pain. Leaning back of the seat in the car. The shaking up and down from time to time from either crappy road or crappy zombies. Pretty much both.

Edd was the one driving. His eyes never leaving the road but the half smile on his face was kinda unsettling...I could tell he was loosing it. I couldn't help but look back down at my now missing finger. Truma filled my head... constant voices spoke and even my vision blacked out once and a while...I hope there might be a pharmacy near by-

Tord was in the back of the car as well as Tom. Tom having a rifle out the window and shooting some zombies that try to run after the car. Meanwhile Tord was ducking down just so no zombies could see them. Which probably wouldn't do him no favors.

As for Matt...

We....

Put him....in the trunk.

We thought that because he was more conscious and acted KINDA different from the others zombies might be good for us? After all, if he can communicate with the zombies then maybe he can help us NOT die from this. Perhaps he could even be a cure? Hopefully...this wasn't really on my bucket list.

"...So uh...where EXACTLY are we going?..."

Tord ask to break the silence. I had rewrapped the bandage on my mouth so it could heal better. Not to mention, Edd was the one to do it and gave me the order not to talk a peep. I don't wanna get my finger ripped off again so....I'ma be a good girl-

Ha .....ha...

kill me-

"Um...w-we can try the mall? We need to stock up a bit...and Ringo needs more food... She'll probably just feed on zombies but I don't want it to upset her lil tummy. And we also need food as well..."

Edd explained, I didn't know how comfortable I felt going into ANOTHER large store that could potentially be overswarmed with the zombies. I don't want a sequel of Tesco. Thankfully I have a different weapon. This one was a much bigger kitchen knife. I'm probably going to need something more durable, and something that might stick around longer.

Me, holding the map to help locate where the Mall will be at. I point to the right lane to let him know to turn. Then held up two fingers, for two miles to let him know how long they are to get there. He nods and pets my head. Calling me a good girl (which I cringe) and turns into the right lane.

"I don't understand why we HAD to bring, Matt, with us? Won't he try to, idk, KILL US?!" Tord leans over his seat. Poking his head over to them. Looking at him and shake my head. Pushing his head back so he can sit down, so Edd could see the back of the car.

No one said anything. Edd looked way to uncomfortable to say anything now. Well, it was my idea to bring him along, Edd wasn't against it but still was traumatize at the whole event. I had already explained why exactly I wanted to bring him along, well before I had my mouth re bandaged up. I assumed that he understood, but I guess I should have took him swearing in his language as a sign that he still didn't understood.

Right now I was still very tired. My head was killing me, and if it wasn't my finger hurting it was my mouth intensely. As much as these guys may have been the last people I had ever imagined me in apocalypse with... I couldn't really ask for anyone else. I mean we managed to live this far, and it seems that no one else is alive that we know so far? So maybe we're not total losers.