Chapter 3: Old Friends

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Chapter 3: Old Friends

I heard it. It was a gun shot. I was scared to open the door.

"Don't be a pussy Patrick." I whispered to myself.

I slowly opened the door. The eerie creeking sound the door made made me jump. I suddenly heard the yelling of my two best friends.

" There everywhere!" Danny said.

"What do we do!" Christian exclaimed.

"Run!!" Casey-their older brother-said.

"Hey!" I yelled blowing off the walkers heads with a 12-gauge.

"Come this way!"

"C'mon Danny!" Christian yelled while both of there long blond hair was bouncing as they were running.

One of the walkers grabbed Casey. They bit down on his fore arm.

"No!!" Chris and Danny yelled at the same time.

"We got to keep moving!" I tried to yell over all the walkers.

We finally shot our way through the crowd of walkers like a shooting frenzy. When we got out, every walker in a hundred miles heard us. There were hundreds of them.

"Go! We got to keep moving through!" I yelled.

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We had made it out, but barely, we set up camp in some bare woods. Not much cover but it has to do.

"You guys ok?" I said to Chris and Danny as I saw them hugging and sniffling.

"Snnff, no. Not really." Christian said.

Christian was about 4'8, had long blonde hair that he flipped like Justin Bieber. More smart than athletic.

Danny was roughly 4'7, long blonde hair that he too flipped. He was more Athletic than smart.

"First our Parents, then us? What's wrong with these sick people?" Danny replied.

"Danny, there not sick there dead." I said with concern in my voice as I looked over Danny's shoulder

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