Radioactive,Book:1

19:

The bridge is rusty and cold,oil freezes in the cracks exposing that winter was coming. "hold on "Ivy informs me. My thoughts on this is crazy, I'm in the side of the bridge slowly crossing. There are about 39 of us shuffling hoping that none of us meet our fate at the bottom of the water. Its a long way down and I'm not planning on dyeing today. Ivy holds herself up "keep moving "she shouts over everyone else. Rotters roam the bridge screatching and scratching at us "Ivy "!I shout as a rotter reaches for me. She slips out her gun and blows it's heads chunks all over me. Silvia falls out of my mouth, I keep moving a shot goes off and the guy in front of me becomes stiff and blood trails down his head, he let's go and falls until his body makes contact with the concrete that connects to the water. Another shot sends another man down the bridge, splattering his guys around with a brutal fate at the bottom. Pow,pow,pow they go down with every fire,they must have a pretty good scope "Ivy, they're picking us all off one by one ","i know" she advises me in the best of ways. A bullet flys again and misses me by an inch, but hits an upcoming rotter. All I know is that someone just saved my life, and I don't know who, but who ever they are I'll meet them one day. Hell breaks loose on the bridge the rotters are going crazy, trying to reach at us. Ivy slices off several hands trying to grab me. Zek,James, and several men await our arrival at the end if the bridge. Before I go into the woods I look back at New York remembering everything. you know the good, the bad,and the ugly.