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Delirious's POV

I saw the one with the glasses step forwards and look at me. "My names Craig..." He smiled nervously.

I nodded as another one stood forwards. "My names Bryce." The guy in the purple T-shirt answered.

The rest stood forwards and told me their names. (Marcel, Lui, Brock.) I raised my eyebrow and slowly put my pistol away. "Thanks so much for saving us Mr...."

"Delirous," I mumbled and turned around. I walked towards the door and walked towards Scar who was still laying on the floor unconsious. I croutched beside him and looked for any injuries. I heard footsetps behind me as all 5 of them crowded me. Brock croutched beside me and looked at him.

"Can I?" He asked.

I nodded as I watched Brock look around Scar. I bit my lip nervously as I stood up. "Don't worry, Brock's been studying medicine and biology in collage." I heard Marcel say behind me.

I felt more relieved that I knew Brock would be a little bit more trust worthy with Scar. I still don't know these people very well so i'm going to stay focused with myself. "It looks like he got a broken leg, one in front and one in the back. And he broke his shoulder and hip." He sighed while he stood up and looked at me worryingly but amazed at the same time.

"What happened?" He asked looking around the area.

He stopped when his gazed looked at the big zombie who had his guts spilled out in the corner. And then at me who has blood all over my clothes. "That thing, threw Scar across the hall." I sighed looking back at Scar.

Everyones eyes widened and looked at me. "How did you kill it?" Lui asked amazed.

"Skill." I smirked cocky.

"I have a camp not to far from here. But it's to far to carry Scar around..." I brushed my fingers through my hair in thought.

Everyone stood there staring blankly into space.

"Ok," I snapped.

"Brock and Bryce stay here with Scar. While Marcel, Craig and Monkey Man come with me to my camp so we could get some things to bring back." I said. Everyone looked at me and nodded.

I looked at my pistol and hesitated. I handed it to Bryce and gave him some ammo. "Umm..."

"Keep it, incase anything comes here." I sighed heading towards the stairs.

Bryce nodded and croutched next to Brock. The 4 of us extited the hospital and climbed over a fence to the road. We walked down the path in silence. I played with the knife in my hand and mumbled to myself. Lui looked at me curiously.

"Whatcha doin'?" He asked.

"Nothing." I mumbled.

I kept playing with knife in my hand when I became more sadder every second. I looked at the handle as it read:

'L <3 J'

A tear rolled down my cheek as I stroked the initials. "I'm sorry Luke." I mumbled and sniffed.

Craig looked at me concerned. "You ok?" He asked.

I ignored him and kept walking. We came across the building with my camp. I looked to the guys and nodded for them to stay here. I walked to the side and jumped onto a bin. I started climbing upwards until I jumped for the balconey. I climbed over the railing and walked inside. I grabbed lots of food and clothes. I opened the drawer for some shotgun shells but they where all gone. "Ugh." I groaned.

I went inside my closet and changed into a clean blue hoodie, T-shirt and jeans. I took of my mask and saw blood stains sprayed across it. I rolled my eyes as I wiped it with a damp cloth. I put it back on and looked in the mirror. I nodded in satisfaction and walked to the kitchen I quickley grabbed some more knives. I looked towards the case that stayed on a shelf next to my bed that held my katana that I gotfrom my granddad. I huffed and smashed the glass. I grabbed it and slotted it into my belt. I walked towards the blaconey and looked back for the last time. I spotted somthing on the floor. I tilted my head and went to pick it up. "Feathers?!" I asked myself confused.

I jumped when a orange horned owl flew ontop of the railing. It looked at me with angry eyes and it stared into my soul. I stood there spooked, I slowly walked towards it with slow movements. It screeched and flew at me. "AHH!" I yelled as it ripped some of my sleeve open and flew out the window. I looked at the tear on my sleeve and growled. "Bitch," I mumbled.

I looked around and quickly got some string and a needle that i found in my messy cupboard. I messily stitched it up and threw my bag back on. I jumped of the balconey and slid down some pipes back to the floor. I walked back to the path and saw them waiting and chatting. "Hey. What took so long?!" Marcel whinned.

I glare at him through my mask as I shoved him to the wall and got my knife out my belt. I edged it to his neck and scowled. "Just because I didn't kill you back there, doesn't mean I won't kill you now." I growled.

Marcel looked at me scared as he put his arms up in defeat. I let him go and walked forwards. Craig catched up to me and walked beside me. "So, what did take you so long?" He asked me.

"Just some owl flew inside and ripped my hoodie." I sighed.

Craig's eyes widened and looked at me. "An owl, at this time of day?!" Craig exclaimed.

I nodded and got the feather out of my pocket and gave it to Craig. Craig looked at the feather and gasped. "It was a oranged horned owl... right?!" He asked me taken back.

I nodded and looked at him worried. "You don't know..."

"Know what?"

"If you see this owl... and if it sees you... it means your being targeted... by him. The one who ended the world.

(Nofin to say so have a great day and see yaaas!!!! :D)

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