Day 392

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   Why did Felix do that? I know he wants to change me but... Not everyone can change. I think as I weed the small garden. "Hey Cry!" Felix calls from the porch. "You don't have to shout." I say turning to him. "Cry!" he laughs. "What?" I asked. "You wanna go into town? I have to do some thing around here." he asked. Me go into town? I've been fine walking around. But my leg still feels like fire. "Yeah sure." I shrug. "Thanks! You better head out now though. While its still early." he says, I nod.
   I have my backpack on my shoulder. That town is completely raided. Why go back? Hope I don't run into scavengers. "What am I even doing?" I mumble to myself as I enter the town. All the stores seem completely shit. "Hm. Guess I'll try that place." I shrug walking over to a random store. Just as I thought. Raided. I sigh as.  I walk down the empty aisles. "Come on." I say to myself. "Hello there."
    I hear a voice from farther down the aisle.
Fuck. Another person. They seem strong, with black hair and dark brown eyes. With a shotgun. "Why don't you come talk?" he chuckles. Insane fucker. "Oh. Hey friend." I say, act normal. No act human. "Friend?" the guy smiles, tilting his head to one side. Run. I think quickly. And I do. I sprint the opposite direction but can't make it far before my leg hurts and he grabs me. "Leaving so soon?" he laughs. "Fuck off." I choke out. Trying not to look like I'm in a world of pain.
   "That isn't very nice." he says, his smile dropping. "Mike! Found somebody!" he calls towards the front of the store. Another man appears, same build. Brown hair, brown eyes. "Just kill him John." the guy sighs. "But he's so cute." the guy says, his names John. "Seriously?" Mike asks. "He can be useful." John adds. "How? His legs hurt. He is obviously just a scavenger. He is in a group. Which means they will be looking for him." John points out.
   How do I get out of this? I've got this guy holding me with a gun to my head who wants to 'keep me'. Another guy which just wants to kill me. Fuck. "Girls, girls you're both pretty. Stop arguing." I say sarcastically. "I'm going to kill him." Mike says glaring at me.

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