I stopped in my tracks, looking towards the woods.
Who could be calling my name? Could it be one of the survivors I got seperated from?
Could it be the person from earlier?
No... that wouldn't make sense.. If that person was looking for me, they wouldnt have taken off.
I pull my knife out of my belt and start my way into the woods abit, I dont go too far in cause You never know what could be lurking..
"Hello?" I called out and waited listening, I waited a minute before trying again, but still nothing.
I put the knife securely back in my belt and made my way back to the road, I didnt want to be in the woods longer than I needed to be.
I need to find a place to rest for the night so I can continue my Journey out of this hellhole..
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666 Zombie Road
HorrorHonestly, This is a story about zombies I started writing when I was 12 or 13, Never finished it but wanted to finish it. So once I get it fully wrote on here to where I left off, Ill continue it til end.
