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I slowly opened my eyes trying to get up, regretting it immediately when I felt a sharp pain on my thigh. What the hell. I tried looking down at my thigh but I stopped to look at my tied hands and feet. Ok seriously what the hell is going on. I moved my head slightly ignoring the headache I had and tried focusing my sight on something, but everything was so blurry.

"Mia" I tried to scream but it came out more like a whisper. I opened and closed my eyes trying to adjust my eyesight so that I can un-tie myself. I sat up looking around realizing I had been laying down on the blankets that I was going to sleep on earlier, but I wasn't down stairs. I put my weight on the nearest wall and stood up ignoring any pain I felt. Where's Mia? I looked for any weapons but there was literally nothing up here, there were only mattresses and blankets. This is where they sleep.

When the stinging from my limbs faded a bit I heard pounding and guns going off downstairs. Did they not know that would attract the infe-

and just like that images form what happened last night came to memory.

Warren trying to steal my car. Warren trying to shoot me. Looking at Warrens bite on his arm. Me killing Warren. I looked down to my thigh and saw a bullet hole in my jeans, but I looked closer and I saw stitches. He actually shot me. Bastard.

"She's not infected calm down just let her go she can be good help" I heard Mias voice coming upstairs so I quickly took both my hands tied in rope and jammed them on my ribs breaking the thin rope. I moved to my ankles and untied them too. Do these people not know how to do a decent knot? I looked for my knife inside my boot and got ready just in case.

"We saw the zombie grabbing her ankle Mia we saw it bitting her" the voices were getting closer, but I looked down towards my boots and saw bite marks. I went to touch the marks relieved that that's what it was. Marks. Nothing else, leather is hard to break. Thanks mom.

"You have to listen to me her boots are str-" Mia didn't get to finish saying what she wanted because Dan, Gregory and Caleb had their weapons pointed at me. Mia turned around and hugged me.

"Thank god, I thought you were gonna be asleep longer. You lost a lot of blood" she explained standing beside me with her guns in her hand.

"You're infected" Caleb simply stated ready to shoot his arrow my way.

"They bit the leather not me. Have you even cared to check?" I asked him asking my self if they would just assume to kill people like that. Have they done this before? Gregory did say they were betrayed before, was this how they got betrayed?.

"Show us your ankle" Lucy suddenly appeared behind them telling them to put their weapons down. I put my knife in my boot again, I crouched down to unzip the boot and showed them my bite free ankle. I don't lie unless it's necessary.

"You see? I told you." Mia said proudly walking down stairs again. What's her hurry?

"How did it not get through?" Dan asked while I was zipping my boots back up.

"Leather and Vaseline. Leather is thick and strong while the Vaseline makes it slippery. That's why I have the jacket too, if I get caught off guard I will be protected long enough to fight back" I explained while putting my boot back on.

"That's smart. We should do t-" Caleb was interrupted by a scream from down stairs. We all ran down with our weapons in hand.

"Macy!" Mia screamed making me push over Dan to be faster. Run faster.

"Mia?!" I was looking around until my eyes landed on a terrifying scene. Mia was on the floor, with an infected on top of her. I threw my knife at its head making it go limp on top of Mia.

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