"How is your arm," Jason asked looking at Gabe with concern in his eyes.
I bit my lip nervously. My stomach began to churn again and I quickly looked away. The sky was beginning to brighten. The black sheet that blinded us was finally being ripped away and replaced with a warm glowing orange sky.
Gabe shrugged and stopped the car in front of an old familiar house. It leaned on it left side threatening to collapse at any moment and groaned in protest with the slightest of breeze that touched it. I gazed up at it in wonderment. An ivy was clawing its way up to the top of the roof, clinging onto the sides of the old house.
"I only wish I knew why she was doing that," Gabe looked at me grabbing my hand, my heart thumped and I looked away pushing some of my hair out of my face. I grimaced feeling some goop attach its self to my fingers. I cringed, holding out my hand making sure to touch nothing. I shivered slightly.
"So what are you doing?" Jason asked while peering at the old house.
Gabe turned to Jason. "This used to be the place I called home."
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Dead to Me
General FictionEcho and Gabe are just two teens who are trying desperately trying to make it in the disaster they call life. Every one they once knew are either dead or walking around with a hunger for some human flesh and brains. If that wasn't bad enough they ar...
