I keep my knife wielded at all times just in case something bad happens, now that we were done with putting the gore on the jacket that was cut up. "Don't make a sound and stay close to me" I say as I started walking down the stairs quietly, I peep around the hall to see it to be empty and no noises at all. I started to walking towards a room to look for extra clothing and any supplies, I decide to look into the large cupboard which looked like mine, I make sure that the little girl is safe in front of me. I found a bag that was stuffed to the brim with canned food and another bag with so many waters in it. My eyes widened when I saw it all, I put one bag on me and the girl, "what are we going to do when we leave?" The girl said as she looked into my eyes with worry, I knew that this would be hard to answer but I knew where to go. "Once we make it out of here, we need to head to my motorcycle which is close behind the clinic." I say as I take her hand and keep her close by and check all the rooms with caution, when we checked the last room, there was a lot of first aid kits that have not been touched. I find a huge ass bag and put everything we found into it so I was the one to hold be responsible of the items. We went down the next flight of stairs and there was still no sign of these things, I looked around and saw a room for clothing, I grin and take small steps towards the room and just before I could open the door, a walker came from the corner and walked past us but still wondered if we were one of them. I kept the small girl in front of me incase it tried to attack her, my hand was near my pocket knife in case it gets close but it just went into a small room but.. Why would it go in there unless....
The smell of human flesh..
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Dead Rising
TerrorA stormy week, for a scary disaster, that lie's ahead of these survivors. These people do not know what has come in store for them, from staying in Yokohama for two years then flying back over to their parents home's and re-unite with them in Chica...