The walking dead

Prologue dead dead dead

Bradley led his wife and sons towards the burned down gated community. The horses stopped feet from the gate, snorting and pawing.Bradley's mouth fell open. " It can't be.." He stared at the bronze gates swinging in the breeze. Faded golden words on the brick wall read 'Shadow creek'. Several walkers stumbled about just through the gates. Behind them stretched a long straight road, and along it were dark and dirty mansions. The air chilled, a crow cawed and flew down onto a pine tree nearby, to stare at them.

Sarah, Bradley's wife, called softly out to him "Bradley, lets just go. No ones here". Instead of listening to Sarah, Bradley rode into the neighborhood. Sarah sighed and followed him in. Sarahs daughter, Lesley, tightened her grip on her mothers waist, sticking her thumb in her mouth.

The 4 sons immediately killed the few walkers that were there. Sarah pulled out her pistol, looking at the gray and washed out houses. Suddenly she heard Bradley gasp, and then saw him speed full on ahead down the rode.

Startled, Sarah followed him, the trees and the houses past by as a blur. When they reached the end of the houses, she saw Bradley get off his horse, and walk to an old brown sway backed mare. Confused Sarah stayed on her horse. Then Bradley walked down the long wineding driveway of the last mansion.

Over the tops of the trees, Sarah could make out the top of a beautiful baize rooftop, of a 3 story mansion. Sarah looked back down at the driveway, just catching a glimpse of Bradley's disappearing coat through the trees.

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The old man stood in the living room. Glass from the porch doors covered the floor. Dust and years of dirt covered both the walls and floor. The once maroon couches, were charcoal black. The giant flat screen tv lay smashed on the floor. Behind the old man in the kitchen, food was rotting, giving the place a foul smell.

Then the old man walked into the master bedroom, behind the tv. Inside the bedroom, he glanced around. covering his face, he cried out and sat on the bed. Then, with quick movement, he pulled out a gun....and pointed it at his head.

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Walking into the foyer, Bradley saw the state of the house, then remembered what it had been like in its glory days.stepping over some glass, he walked into the dank living room. Wrinkling his nose at the foul stench in the air, he turned to the master bedroom...and opened the doors....

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Sarah rode her horse to the front doors of the mansion, getting off and walking in. The front doors amazed her, so big and decrative. She wondered what it had been like when it wasent ruined. Rich red and golden colors, beautiful paintings, heirlooms on the shelfs, and a beautiful chandelier in the dining room right of the door.

looking to the left of the doors, she saw a sitting room. The couches were gray and ripped, but she guessed that they had once been gold. A dark blood red dresser covered the whole back wall of the sitting room, broken artwork lay on it. Pots, glass animals, and other trinkets. The table in the middle of the room had a cracked golden circle standing up on it.

Walking foward, to Sarahs right was stairs leading up, and to her left was a chesnut glass casing, holding dusty photos and old proclaim dolls. almost evreything in it was smashed. Continueing forward, sarah saw glass porch doors, and burned couches. A, what bradley had described once to her as a tv, lay smashed on the floor. A huge beetle scuttled across the floor.

Suddenley Sarah heard a man cry out. She ran into the master bedroom...

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Bradley saw the wrinkley old man with a gun to his head, and reacted to instinct. Knocking the gun out of the old mans hand proved to be a challenge.He was dead set on killing himself ( dead set? get it? : P). Finally getting the gun, Bradley jumped back.

The old man stared at Bradley, "Son, just give me the gun. You dont understand". Bradleys grip tightened on the pistol,"No. not till you tell me who you are, and what happened to the people who used to live here!", Bradley wasent gonna leave till he got some awnsers.

"Bradley, whos this?" Sarah asked from the doorway. Bradley jumped,"I dont know who, but im gonna find out". Sarah shifted uncomfortabley. who was this man, and why did he look so forlone? Why did Bradley look so stressed?

Bradley shifted on his feet, "I aint gonna ask again. Who are you and what happened to the people who used to live here?!?!".

The old man sighed, "Alright, alright. My names Jared mires, and the people who used to live here are dead. Except for me of course".

Bradley dropped the gun, and stared hard at Jared "All dead?".

Jared gave Bradley a pitying look "Thats right. Who are you again?'

Bradley shifted on his feet again "Jared, its me, Bradley".

Jared stared long and hard at the young man who called himself Bradley "Nah, it cant be. Your so grown up." he stood up to give Bradley a hug. "Your so big!" he looked over at Sarah "and whos this?"

Bradley laughed a weak laugh" Its my wife, Sarah."

Jared smiled and shook Sarahs hand "Pleasure to meet you Sarah". Turning back to Bradley, he asked "Any kids?".

Bradley smiled "Five in fact. My eldest son Brian, 19. Then my son Dylan, 17. Then Duncan, 15. And my youngest son Jared, 13." Jared smiled."Also my little girl lesley, 5".

Jared sat back on the bed "Thats quite a bunch you got there".

Bradley suddenley remembered what Jared had said "So... there all dead? Max, Alex, and...Katie?"

"Unfortuantly, yes."

"How? When?"

"31 years ago"