"J-John? But how? Someone just bit out your jugular..." I said standing up slowly. I was taken back by the fact that he was still alive. John didn't respond he just stood there staring at me like I was a piece of meat. He started to walk towards me and I walked backwards. I knew he was going to hurt me for hurting him further after that person bit him. He began to gain speed. "John I won't tell anyone you killed that guy I swear" I said trying to fight the tears. He was going to kill me, I had no doubt in my mind. I tripped over a stick and regained my balance but John was standing directly in front of me with my wrist is his hand just like before.
"John what the fuck! GET OFF!" I yelled punching his face. It didn't phase him. "Please John, don't do this" I cried. I didn't want to die, not in the woods by my father beating the shit out of me. Suddenly I heard a gunshot and John fell to the ground. I just stared. There was a bullet in his head. I looked at the person who did it and was afraid. He was holding a gun on me. "Were you bit?" he asked. Why would he ask me of someone bit me? "Uh, no." I said. He lowered his gun. "Good, make sure it stays that way." He said looking at John's lifeless body. "Did you know this person?" He asked. "Sadly yes. That's my dad." I said, spitting on John's body. The man looked at me confused. "He abused me. I'm actually glad you killed him. Let's hide his body so nobody finds him and goes to the police." I said as I started digging a hole with my hands.
The mans facial expression got more confused. "Um, do you even know what's happening.." he asked unsure if I was serious or not. "Yeah, we just committed murder and I don't feel like going to jail for the rest of my life. So help me." I said. The man just stood there. "Are you gonna fucking help me or not?!" I yelled. He knelt done and put his hands on mine. "I don't know how to tell you this, so I'm just gonna come out and say it." I looked at him puzzled. "There is no more jail time. No more police. No more government. No more committing murder, stealing, or anything like that. There is just surviving."
I couldn't help but laugh in his face. "Right, and I'm supposed to believe that." I continued digging. "Here, let me show you what has happened." He helped me up as he saw a person walking by. "Shit that's my neighbor." I said hiding my face. "Don't hide" he said. "What's that persons name?" "Janice" I said lightly. "Hey Janice!" the man yelled. "What are you doing!? She's gonna rat us out!" I panicked. "Just watch" he said as I saw Janice had turned towards us and starting running in our direction. She was grunting and not watching where she was going. The man shot her in the chest. "Stop! Don't kill Ja-" he shot her again, this time directly into her heart. She kept coming. "What the fuck.." I started to freak out. "See? The world has been taken over by dead people. Once you die, you turn into one of these things." I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "The only way to kill it is to hit the brain." He said as he took aim at her head and pulled the trigger.
"So that's what happened to John" I said shocked. "Someone bit him and then he died and then came back. I thought he just didn't die and was trying to beat me again. You saved my life." I said turning to face him. He had beautiful eyes and was very handsome. I stuck my hand out to shake his. "I'm Sara. What's your name?" I asked curiously. He looked at me and smiled as he took my hand. "I'm Shane. Shane Walsh."
