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by Colbyallensmith

by Colbyallensmith

Episode: 2

Name: 10 MONTHS LATER

Year: 2016

Month: April

"JASMINE ON YOUR RIGHT!" Then Jasmine whipped around and sliced through a zombies skull with her machete "That was close." She said smiling for her life as she searched the zombies body for equipment"We got a hoarder here Jason he's got a knife and some nice boot's" "Great Jasmine we need to get you out of those sneakers it is a weak point." I said slinging my hatchet over my shoulder. "JASON behind you." If Jasmine screamed then it had to be bad I whipped my body around to face a man with a rifle pointed at me acting quickly I chucked my hatchet at his face he fell dead I replenished my weapon from his skull and took the rifle out of his dead hands and slung it over my unoccupied shoulder stuffing shells into my pocket strapped his knife to my side with my other 8 wicked looking knives. "Just another garbage rat jasmine they get more bold every day."

"Yeah I know I heard they have a new leader and he is more brutal than the last." The sun slowly seeped down in the sky " Let's head to camp they will be missing us we walked into a local Mega-Mall, our hands in the air "WHO IS THERE?" A booming voice called "It's us Jeff keep it in your pants then the doors opened very slowly with the cement attached to them it was hard to move without a team of 10 thankfully that is exactly what we had we walked in handed out the things we stole...er found. We then walked past Damien Ben Mark Jack and jasmines little brother John her little sister Delphi And her parents Jerry and Tess we stayed mainly in the Cabellas part of the store were we sleep and eat my hatchet secured in my holster on my back and jasmines machete sticking from her belt.

We walked over to the sleeping area were multiple mattress lay scattered in a corner of the store the isles of the store were pressed agenst doors and broke apart to make weapons watching night creep by i layed my hatchet on the ground next to my bed and put my 45 glock under my pillow with shells littered on mu desk next to my bed was a picture of my father and a silencer i watched the closet with our stock pile of weapons in the store as Jeff locked it putting today's treasures in the closet with the ammo.

"what a way to live the Apocalypse" I muttered we had a 10 year supply of food in a freezer and electric generators man we got it good as i crept under the covers on my bed and slept.