Zoned

chapter 1

"Are we still going camping after the zombie outbreak warning?" Mattie said.

"Sure, it will add some suspense." Said Alley

Alley, Mattie, Tray, Preston, Justin, (also known as boogie), and Newt were all supposed to go camping, but when they got the zombie outbreak warning they all questioned camping and decided to get together.

They all got together a day before they were supposed to go camping. Only Tray didn't want to go. "Man, shouldn't we trust the government on this one?"

"Whatever." Mattie said.

"The government has tossed hoaxes at us yet again." Boogie implied.

It was decided all six of them would go camping. In fact, the five that wanted to go camping stated that it was "suspenseful." But they didn't know that the outbreak warning was real.

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They settled camp at nine at night. The fresh scent of rain and wet wood filled the air. The campfire was filled with ashes. They brought along two cars, putting three people in each. Preston had a nice sports car, but Mattie had a slow white truck.

"Dibz here!" Newt said.

They all were supposed to sleep alone, but Preston insisted on sharing a tent with Boogie.

Their tents were spread out in the forest. The thick woods in the Oregon forest was spread around.

"Hey guys look at this." Alley said. It was a news report.

"Welcome to nine o clock news, and today we have a special story. Today, yet another man was caught eating somebody alive. The police shot the infected man, but since the brain has to be destroyed to kill, they shot him in the head. The police also found that the man who was being eaten turned into an infected. The researchers at the lab are one hundred percent focused on this crisis, and are currently looking for a cure. The police advise you to keep indoors, and arm yourself with at least knives. The infected tend to moan, smell, and stumble to their prey. And keep a radio on. We may make an open shelter with neccasary items for survival in Gresham. (In Gresham for the sake of less people, so then there is less infected.)

"This was a mistake." Boogie said.

"You see, I was right." Said Tray.

"You know what." Newt said. " let's get some rest, and head out to Gresham tommorow. Pherhaps there will be a shelter there if things go south."

So they went to their tents after having dinner burritos. It was ten, and the cold brisk air seemed to paralyze the friends to death. The slight amount of wind didn't help. But it was at eleven when they heard the screams.