Okay, just some reminders: This leaves off before Liam, Joakim, and Lewis left to loot buildings. Oh yeah, and HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13TH!!!!! AND SINCE IT'S THIS DAY, I'M GONNA DO SOMETHING CRAAAAZZYYY!!!! (I'm sorry Lewis! *cough* I'mnotsorry *cough*)
Enjoy!
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The guys go their separate ways, and head to their designated buildings. Joakim one direction, Liam another direction, Lewis the final direction.
Lewis made it to the building without any 'introductions' to the undead. He slipped inside, making sure he was alone, and closed the door behind him.
The building he was in appeared to be an abandoned restaurant. Immediately, the thought 'kitchen' enters Lewis' head, and he makes his way into that area.
There was a small knife on the counter, which he absentmindedly picked up and put in his belt.
The kitchen wasn't entirely empty. There were a few cans of edible foods, small water bottles....... it was like someone was living here. But the place was empty.....?
Lewis looked around again, just to be sure. There were a few doors in the kitchen, one wooden one metal. It occurs to Lewis that the wooden door might be a closet, and since this is a restaurant, you might keep food in a closet.
He walks over to the wooden door, and is just about to open it, when another thought comes into his head. A freezer has food.....
Lewis backs away from the closet and walks towards the metal door. He opens it, and steps inside, the door closing behind him.
He turns on the light, and starts to examine the surroundings.
There's water all over the floor. Not only that, but a horrid smell, and rotting meat everywhere. Lewis coughs, covers his mouth, and walks back towards the door. The ventilation and cooling system was off, so anything in the freezer unfroze, and melted. Nothing to salvage in here.
Lewis reaches for the handle, but realize there isn't one. There's a small hole in the door, suggesting that maybe there was once a handle, but it isn't there anymore.
Lewis feels his panic rise, and he slams his body into the door to attempt at opening the door. It doesn't budge.
"Son of a b*tch....." Lewis mutters. He bangs into the door again, before looking back around the room.
There's no windows, which erases any chances of escaping or atleast airing out the smell. Water was everywhere in the room, except one spot in front of a metal shelf. Lewis held his shirt over his nose, and made his way over to the dry spot.
Lewis sat down in front of the shelf, panic and frustration temporarily fading away.
As he sat down, his back slammed into the shelf a little hard. Lewis was about to say, 'Oops', when he heard something moving above him. He began to look up, but something hit him in the head, hard, knocking him unconscious.
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[Back to the present-or next day of when Lewis went missing]
Before they knew it, the group fell fast asleep waiting for Lewis to come home. The next morning was full of chaos. Hannah was running around, getting people up, trying to convince people to come with her at 6 in the morning. It took another three hours to get everyone up and ready to go look.
So far, Hannah has got almost everyone to come with her, besides Chris and Marzia. Marzia was going to watch over Chris and Chapin, and keep an eye out for Lewis incase he comes back. Everyone else prepared with backpacks and were almost out the door, when Chapin comes out of the room and stops them.
