Chapter 77

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NOTE: NOT EDITED
6 flags with the fam before I left for North Carolina was so much fun! ^^^^
Wordcount: 1023
*Jessicas pov*
God I have never ran so fast in my life before. I jumped down off the hammock and flew in the direction of the screams.
"We're coming Megan!" I shouted among the trees not caring about any zombies who heard.
I looked behind my shoulder to get a glance at Dan and he wasnt doing so well.
His face was sweaty and pale, he was struggling with each step.
I slowed down a bit for him to catch up.
"Dan thats your girl screaming over there. You have to run faster, you never know whats going to happen." I stated seriously as I got into his face.
"Move it!" I then yelled when I didnt get a response.
It seemed to do the trick, he ran even faster now. Side by side we ran to save her together, well thats until Dan over here tripped on a log or something and fell straight on his face.
"I'm okay!" I heard him yell.
I helped him get back on his feet, we ran for another ten minutes before a campsite landed in front of our eyes.
Yes, I said the word landed. Landed, like a gift from god cuz' my legs were hurting.
I heard Dan giggle next to me, I scrunched up my face and sh'ed him.
"Whats so fucking funny." I asked when he wouldnt stop giggling.
"The gift of god thing was pretty funny."
I said that outloud? Whoops.
"I dont care, lets just find Megan and get the hell out of here." I suggested.
Looking through the trees and bushes, I noticed a couple people walking around their camp with guns.
Wait a second. I know these people? Well they look familiar anyways. Where do I know them from?
Thats when my question was answered. The leader of this group walked right into my view.
I gasped for air as I was taken back a step or two.
"Jess? Jess? Are you okay? Just breath." I heard Dan comfort me.
"Whose there?" I heard him call out.
"Come on out. We wont hurt you."
Oh no. Will he remember me? Will he torcher me or kill me? My mind raced with images of the past, and some of what I thought would be the furture. The zombie fights, the 'swimming with the zombies' game that he played and loved, all the fucked up things he put each amd every one of us through! I cant go back. I cant show my face. He'd kill me!
"What do we do?" Dan whispered.
"We cant go in there." I stated firmly. "We cant show ourselfs."
"Why not? Maybe if we do they'll lead us to me-"
"Come on guys, we know youre back there." He sang.
Dans face stiffened and I could see it in his eyes that he was going to show himself to the governer.
Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit was all my mind was replaying as Dan stood up with his hands in the air and made his way around the bush.
"Who are you, and who were you talking to behind the bush? I know theres someone back there." His chuckle entered through one of my ears, echoed loudly inside my head then exited the other.
I covered my ears with my hands, wishing he would just go away, that all of this would go away and I was back at the treefort. I wished that Mason was okay, I wished that Dani was okay. I wished for the world to be at peace and that the zombies all burn in hell!
Those few seconds were I regretted everything I did and wished my little heart out.
"I'm Dan." He stated. "And my friend, Jess."
Thank god this guy only knows me as Tori.
Maybe he wont reconize me? I mean I'm older now, I think my face has matured nicely. Pft, stop worrying Jess he wont know its you.
I stood up slowly, dropped my weapons and walked over next to Dan.
I could see his eyes practically pop from his sockets.
"Tori?" He questioned, "is that you?"
Shit, how does he remember me? Out of everyone from the group why me! Everyone
escaped from his wrath that day, everyone had turned on him. I was just the shy one who walked out, so why would he remember my face?
I scrunched my face up, looking at him like he was crazy.
"No. My name is Jess."
Acting on point though, I sang inside my head.
"Well, steal my zombies and call me crazy but you look just like Tori."
"Tori?" Dan questioned as he looked at the man that stood before me and then back over at me.
"I dont even know a Tori." I stated shyly.
He shook his head, scrunching up his lips and squinting his eyes, he examined me.
"I'm sorry, but we're actually looking for a friend. Her names Megan and I think I heard he scream from this direction." I stated in a hurry since he was taking a real good long look at me.
"Megan, megan, megan?" He sort of questioned.
"Do we know any Megans at the moment, here on camp?" He questioned the guys with weapons pointed at us.
"The one peace offering from that Mike dude, her names Megan."
The governer clapped his hands happily as he looked back at us.
"Follow me, shes just about to play swimming with the zombies." He squealed.
My eyes grew twice their size, my heart started beating faster and ached with fear for her, my stomach dropped way below my knees.
"Swimming with the zombies?" Dan asked.
Stop asking questions dumbass! I thought.
Its a really fucking rough game that litterally no one makes it out of. Usually as punishment for those who go against the governer.
"Did she do something wrong?" I asked not thinking before I spoke.
The governer stopped in his tracks. I could practically see a huge grin on his face, even though he wasnt facing me.
Turning around he spoke, "Well, well, well, Tori. Welcome back."

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