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The end... Is the begining

Ruby's POV

I sneeze and wake up. I push the cat away. He's so annoying when he tickles my nose! "Bo-Bo" I groan as he climbs on top of me. He sits on my shoulders and I stand up. A sharp pain goes through my arm and I feel something flapping on it. "Shit! That hurts!" I say staring down at the note literally stapled to my arm. I swear again as I rip the staple from my skin. I gasp as I hear the sound of paper ripping. "No." I mutter staring down at the piece of paper ripped in half. I pick up the two half's and make my way to the kitchen holding my nose from the fowl smell. I gasp staring at the walls covered in reddy black gooey stuff. I shiver, grab the sellotape and promptly vacate the room. I make a hash of the note, but thankfully it's still readable. I stumble backwards, dropping the note and gaining claws in my shoulders. I stoop down grabbing the letter as I hear a bang, bang, bang. I stifle a scream and tear up the stairs. I climb into the attic and grouch silently, shushing the cat. Thankfully Bo-Bo is a well behaved, well trained cat and so doesn't make a sound. I hear footsteps on the stairs and the crack of a gun as the safeties taken off. I gulp as I hear her pass under me. I here the clinking of glass as she goes through my medicine cabinet. I decide to re-read the letter. I'd only caught a glance before I dropped it.

"Ruby

We are sorry. We had to leave you. You were just so ill! Everyone was so sure you were going to turn... Well that is except me, obviously! Or else I wouldn't be writing this letter, right? Anyway! I hid just enough supplies for you in the attic. You should be able to survive about a month? Sorry don't quote me! You know I am not good at this kind of stuff! Sorry for shouting... *Sigh.* I'm just so frustraited! They are rusing me and will not change their mind! I'm sorry to say this, but come on! We've all been thinkning it! Some family you have! Again sorry. OMG! Sorry If me writin gets slop or stop make sense but have rush! Zombies coming! We will hold off and sort something for you. not let get you. just don look in k ch n.

S r y K"

I trace the bloody hand print that originally startled me, hoping beyond hope that somehow they escaped that mess...

A/N

THIS STORY IS IN COLLABORATION WITH  RUEPRIMROSE9 AND SO WILL HOPEFULLY BE UPDATED ONE CHAPTER AT A TIME PUBLISHED EACH WEEK. THIS FIRST CHAPTER IS BY THEM AND THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE WRITTEN BY ME. PLEASE FOLLOW ME, VOTE AND COMMENT. I LOVE FEEDBACK. I AM A GREAT BELIEVER OF CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. SEE YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE MEAN WHEN YOU DELIVER IT. WE WILL PUBLISH THE BOOK ON BOTH OUR PROFILES SO PLEASE GO AND FOLLOW THEM, VOTE FOR THE CHAPTERS AND COMMENT ON THEM ON THEIR PROFILE TOO. :)

WHY IS RUBY REALLY ALONE? WHO IS K? AND MORE IMPORTANTLY WHO IS ON THE FLOOR BELOW HER CARRYING A DEADLY GUN?