This is a book being written by me and my good friend Grace this chapter is from my perspective. Also, Grace is a year older the me, so she's 19 and I'm 18 in the book. Enjoy.
My eyes shot open. I swung my legs round and leapt off the top bunk my feet creating a loud bang as they made contact with the floor. I walked over to the corner of the room and grabbed the sniper rifle that was there I grabbed it by the sling and threw it over my shoulder. I glanced over at the sleeping form of my companion. We knew each other before the infection. After putting on my Navy Blue Linkin Park hoodie and putting the sniper back over my shoulder. I walked over into the next room, grabbing an apple from one of the sealable bags with us. And I walked over to the window in the room and got into a lying down position with the bipod on my sniper deployed. When I finished my apple I threw it behind me and hoped it landed in the bin. It missed, I heard it hit the floor then I heard a voice,
“It may be the apocalypse but that doesn't give you an excuse to litter.”
Later. Grace is boozitron by the way.
YOU ARE READING
Over the Horizon
Science FictionA couple of years in the Future, David (Me) and Grace (Boozitron) try to survive the Apocalyspe. Read on as they have there ups and downs. But most importantly, Read as they go Over the Horizon.
