Chapter 11: R.I.P. Part 3 ( August and Amy's Point of view)

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I pull the katana out of its seath and slice the heads of two walkers off.

"I left my gun at the dumpsters." Amy tells me.

"Great"

"Where's your bow?" She asks.

"Left it at the house."

We walk into the house. I kick the door open and at the same time I hear someone break a metal lock or something. It's probably Jane. I walk into the house with Amy.

"You stay down here and look for supplies, ill search upstairs." I tell amy as I walk up the stairs.

"Ok"

I get to the top of the stairs and search for supplies. I open the first door. It looks like a teens room. Maybe the same age as me based on the Black Veil Brides and Motionless In White posters. I cautiously open the closet. Damnit. No weapons.

"Wait a minute"I say as I look at the collection of t shirts. "This kid has a good taste in music." I say to myself as I grab a Sleeping With Sirens shirt. I turn around and notice something sticking out from under the bed. I walk over to it and pull it out.

"What is a teenager doing with a MP40?" Just then I hear screaming.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!!!!" A very familiar voice screams. Wait a minute that's the voice of one of Sylvia's friends!

I run down stairs and out the door dropping the MP40. Amy follows behind and picks the MP40 up.

"Holy hell " I say as I stare at the large crowd of walkers.

"Sylvia get away from her!"

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