Chapter 2

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I woke up on the beach with my cheek against the cold wet sand. I quickly got to my feet hearing the noise of the ships alarms going off. And when I turned around. The Ship Was Gone. Just a part of the bow and the bridge was still visible. And lots of body’s were visible floating on the water. My vision was still very poor, I quickly span around hearing a screech behind me a infected farmer stood right in front of my eyes his arms reached out to grab me but I managed to dodge his cold grip. I tried to make as much space from me and him as possible, and the only way I could accomplish  my goal was to run for my life.

In the heat of the moment when I was running along the beach I thought of a really stupid plan any fool could think it up. I turned around in the middle of my sprint and the black eyes of the farmer still kept running and when he was in a arms reach of me I pulled up my Rifle which I had still kept from the leap of the ship and I hit him right in the face with the butt of the gun, the second his body smacked the ground I kicked the farmer in the face and ran for a bag not that far across the beach from me. 

When I was in reach of the bag I dropped to my soaking wet knees and started to search for general supplies, I only found some ammo and a old rusted canteen. But that was probably enough to keep me going for a few hours.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 15, 2013 ⏰

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