"Jess, get down to the bottom of the barn and grab the guns." I hesitated. "Go get them." He yelled. I grab the guns and run in the house saying," Guys, we got visitors." When we all step outside, we see Jonah talking to them, with guns pointing at him. "Hey, hey, we're not bad people." I said. Sierra stayed back with Eli to make sure he was safe. He can walk but he is not to well. " What do you want?" I ask. We all stare at each other while the other group put there guns down. "I'm Lucas but you can call me Luke, this is Scott, he is my son." He points to the left where you see a little 12 year old boy. He looked to little to be in this bad world, but there are a lot more kids like that. "Who are the rest of your group? Brooks asked. There were 5 of them. "This is Wyatt, Connor and Shawn." They looked like they where in there early 20s. "We're all brothers except Scott, like I said he is my son." Luke he said with a demanding voice. "Why are y'all here? What do you want?" I ask. Luke looks around the farm and stood there in a wondering think. "To find a place.. To live.. to survive. We're all survivors but we can make a deal.. We're not bad people.. We just need a place to stay." I whisper back to B," So, should we let them in?" "Yeah, yeah."
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Infected
ActionA group of people just trying to survive, with surprising and emotional deaths.. Don't get to attached... Cause you could lose them in an instinct.
