(8) What Now

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We arrive at his house and he slams the door closed.

"No, No, No!!" "This can't be happening" he says in a loud frustrated voice while he sits on his sofa.

"W-What's happening?" I ask.

"While you were gone, a man came and told me that somehow the government created a disease and it infected Scarborough." he begins.

"So..." I say.

"He told me to leave, but I didn't listen, I thought he was crazy" he says.

"That was a zombie..." he plainly states.

"Oh my god..." I say as I cover my mouth.

"Do you know who the man was?" I ask.

"No..." he says.

"Listen. We have to leave Toronto as soon as possible." he says as he gets up and walks to his room.

"But I just got here..." I get up and follow him.

He stands infront of his closet door and takes off his shirt. I look away and I can feel my face heat up.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pack your things." he says in demanding voice.

"Um... I don't have things..." I say

"What?!" "Do you have clothes??"
he asks.

"Just the ones that I have on." I answer.

"Ugh... Okay...We're gonna pass by this unoccupied store and hopefully there will be clothing for you to use." he says

"Okay" I say.

"So I guess we're gonna have to go in your car, because I don't have a car." he explains as he puts all his clothes in a suitcase.

"What about the gas?" I say as I walk to the living room.

"Let's worry about that later...Shall we?" he says as he follows me and puts on his coat.

He opens the door and we run to my car. He opens the trunk and puts his suitcase in it, and then he gets in the driver seat and I get in the passenger seat. He turns on the car and starts driving.
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