God Forgive Us

Keep Moving-3

Ana's POV
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It finally stopped raining. But the storm wasn't just rain, it also included a series of tornadoes that refused to show us any mercy while we tried to sleep. We haven't exactly gone outside yet to see the damage, but I think that we all have a pretty good idea on how bad it is. As we try to push the door open Ericka was the first to notice that a huge tree branch was only allowing us to open the door enough for us to barely squeeze out of it. One by one we pushed through the barely big enough crack in the doorway and stepped outside. If we cared anything about this town at all we would probably be in tears by the damage made. I don't know about Rainy and Ryan but I grew up in Georgia had never come here before, and I know for a fact that Ericka hasn't come here before either. "Say Ryan, where were you two from before everything happened?" He looked up at me with a sad look in his eyes before carefully forming an answer. "We used to live in a small town in Kentucky, nothing fancy." Kentucky, well that certainly isn't something to brag about but it definitely beets the shit hole that I was raised in. "We're from Georgia." I look over and notice that he was waiting for me to answer, luckily Ericka semi saved me by answering the never asked question. I smile softly towards them and begin down the not so clear road. As we walk my mind begins to wonder which can sometimes become a very dangerous thing. One wrong move while not paying attention and your being eaten alive on the side of the road. I'm not entirely sure how painful it is but it's definitely not a walk in the park. Snapping back into the dreadful thing we call reality, and quickly realize that there is a walker in front of me. I quickly pull out my axe and place it firmly into the undead creatures skull. Sometimes I wonder what could have caused humans to turns into such monsters, I try not to think about that because I end up feeling sorry for the once very alive people. I've realized that the second you get bit or however it is you die, you are no longer the person you once were. Instead you become a creature that is left to wonder the earth killing many more people after you until someone puts in end to your life, or what's left of it. As we continue along the road we are abruptly stopped by the deafening sound of a roaring car engine. Some else is out here. "Quickly, into the tress. Now!" I whisper shouted to the others who were also startled by the sound. We dove into the bushes along the road just in time to avoid being spotted by a middle-aged man in an RV plowing down the road. I told them to stay down for a little longer just in case he wasn't traveling alone; I didn't want to take my chances. After several minutes and killing several walkers that were drawn in from the overly obnoxious car, we left our terrible hiding spot and continued down the road in the opposite direction the RV was heading. An hour into our little evening stroll, the sky begins to darken as the sun falls beneath the horizon and with minutes it is completely dark. "Ana, let's find a place to sleep for the night, we can continue in the morning." I look around for a moment before spotting a suitable enough house for the night. "There," I point towards the house. "We'll begin again in the morning." Mid-stride to the house, and we are practically blinded by a flare going off about seven or eight miles from us being shot in the air. We all quickly exchange glances before huddling inside the house, which happened to be much roomier than than the last one we briefly visited. As we all start to semi relax for a little while before Rainy turns towards my general direction, "Did you know that there was anyone else around here?" I look at her for a moment before finally being able to come up with an answer. "No, I had no idea anyone would be around here; but I certainly didn't doubt it. Although, I think we ought to stay around here a little longer, I'm sure all of you as well as I wish to know what exactly these people have." They all nodded as we began to settle into the place that we were to call home for god knows how long.

Unknown's POV
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I'm not proud of the things that I've done. I'm only doing this so that I can keep moving. I can't stop now. "Come on Brother," I say turning to my twin. "Just kill him already, I can't take his pleading any longer." He frowns at me before breaking into a sinister laugh. "But what would be the fun in killing him straight away?" I watch as he pulls out one of my knives and begins to cut deep into the mans back as he screams in pain, praying to the god that never existed.