The Crafting Dead

We Have To Survive (Chapter 1)

(In The Pic Up Top, Sky Is On The Left And Barney Is On The Right)

~Sky's Pov~

I'm running through the streets, gun in hand. Zombies are behind me. My friend Barney beside me, gun in hand. 

Of course, the zombie apocalypse has started 6 days ago, so me and Barney are used to be chased by zombies, but it's hard to out run them.

"Goat, we need to shoot the Zombies. We wont survive if we don't, it's obvious we cant outrun or hide from the zombies." Barney says, calling me by my nickname, 'Goat'.

"But Barney, if we shoot the zombies, we would attract more attention, bringing more zombies. We don't have silencers on our guns!" I argue. 

"Do I also have to mention that we DON'T have any other weapons?!" I add

Barney rolls his eyes, still running with me beside him. We hear the zombies groaning as they try to catch us both.

"Goat, we HAVE to shoot the zombies! If we don't, we will get killed! I don't want to lose you to some stupid zombies! Plus, we will have enough time to run away and hide before more of them come!" Barney says, having a point.

I think for a moment, then I sigh. "Fine, but if anything happens.. I will always stick by your side, no matter what." I say, reloading my gun as Barney does the same.

Both Barney and I stop running, turning around and pointing our guns. We both  start shooting at the hoard of zombies, hearing the loud 'BANG' (( o-o )) noise echo.

After a few minuets, the zombies lay on the ground, motionless. 'Poor souls, if only the zombie apocalypse didn't happen...' I thought as me and Barney start running again.

~Time Skip~

Barney and I soon made it to a police station that seems to have no one inside. "Barney, come on, lets go inside. We need the supplies." I say. 

"I know, Goat, why else would we be standing outside of the police station, about to go inside? Are we just gonna admire the building?" Barney says, saying the last part in a jokingly way as he walks inside.

I laugh a little. Barney always knew how to make people laugh, even in the worst kind of situations.

I follow Barney inside as I put my gun on my back. I see Barney already taking stuff from the crates that were inside of the police station.

"Wait, Goat, isn't this technically stealing?" Barney asks me. 

"But Barney, We Have To Survive and the only way to survive is to take stuff from places that have nobody in them." I say, starting to take stuff too. Barney sighs.

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Thanks For Reading The First Chapter! I Do NOT Own 'The Crafting Dead'! This is Also Based Off Of 'The Crafting Dead' Roleplay That Is From SGCBarbierian From Youtube! So, Go Check That Out! Welp, See Ya!