chapter one

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I wake up in my sell door is wide open with a guard lying on the in front of it. I walk over to him and check his pulse, nothing. I role him over and take is gun but notice starch marks down his arm. I ignore them and make my way to the canteen. I halt and hear gun shots behind me then a loud scream, I turn to run to the sound but to my relief I see a guard slowly walking towards me, then I notice blood dripping from his mouth. His pace changes to a run so I open fire, his lifeless body falls to the ground I run to him and check him over, the same scratch marks but this time down his back. I take his magnum and continue on my way to the canteen.

When I reach the canteen nobody is there I look up at the clock 8:00 am we usually have to be here by now. I walk over to the serving place and ask “angle?” no reply I ask again “angle?” no reply. I walk to the door to the kitchen and swing it open with my gun in hand. A figure jumped from a corner and charged at me with a knife I grab the figure’s wrist and pin it up against the wall, it was Angle. She dropped the knife and hugged me while tears rolled down her cheeks. I ask “what happened?” she replied “one came in and then everyone was one” “one what?” “A walker” she yelled. I lent down and picked up the knife and said “you hold on to this with your life” she clutched the knife close to her chest. We walked over to the pantry and grabbed four cans of soup, two jars of pickled onions and five bottles of water. We also got a meat cleaver and two meat hooks. We left jail and walked into the parking lot, I asked angle which one do want, she pointed to a black station wagon. We walked over to the car and got in, I looked at her and said “ok if I’m right the keys should be right here” I opened the sun shade and the keys fell on to my lap. So I started up the engine and we drove off.

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