Walking.
That's what I'm doing. Just plain old walking. Thats what I always do now, seeing as I'm basically one of them. The creatures that are doing exactly what I'm doing. Walking.
One of them bummed into me, "Hey don't be so rude next time bud." I say while patting it's shoulder, all it does is groan and walk away 'Wow talk about manners'. As I walk I hear yelling in the middle of a crowd of walkers. 'Um how did I not see that?' I run over and start killing them. I see that there are 3 guys. I go up to one and start killing more. "Who are you?" One of them yells, "I think you should be worrying about other things right now don't ya think!?" I yell over the things. At least 5 minutes pass until their all dead. "Welp... that was AWESOME!" I say while turning towards them. "Um, No! Who are you?!" One yells at me, he has Brown hair and a slightly crooked chin."oh um I'm (y/n), who are you?"..."I'm Scott, this is Stiles and Derek." I nod. I smell dog on them, Werewolves (yes there are supernatural stuff in this). I get nervous. "Oh well uhh I'm gonna go nowww sooo yep,bye!" I turn around to leave but get stopped. "Wait you're just going to leave!?" Derek yells. "Shh!..Well how can I trust you guys?" He sighs."We aren't bad people, okay?" I can tell they aren't lying. I sigh too. "OK fine but if we get caught in a herd of walkers then stay close to me...I'll explain later."They look at me confused but nod anyway. Then we're off walking again.~AN~
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FantasyThis a Life, no-one wants to live. So i'll just live it for them. -Niccalla Taylor