I open the door and step outside. It's cold. Freezing actually. I shiver and walk down the door steps into the woods. It's safer than walking on the road.
After a couple hours of walking, I stumble across a tent. It's green and has a torn flap. I finger my knife and take precise, slow steps. Every leaf that crunches under my feet makes my insides churn. It seems like forever when I finally reach the tent.
I open the flap and see nothing inside. Just a sleeping bag and a can of.... something. I look over my shoulder and then turn back to the tent. I step inside and pick up the can. On the outside is a picture of beans! Yum, something to eat. It's probably old, though. I sigh, no food for this morning looks like. Then, I hear a noise, like a twig snapping.
I turn so fast, I'm suprised my neck doesn't snap. In front of me stands a woman with a rifle in her hand. Her hair is messy and her eyes keep darting from me to the trees. When her eyes rest on me and stay on me, she says in a commanding tone, "Get up, now!" I climb out of the tent and look at her, wondering if she's bad or not.
"Drop your weapons and I won't kill you, right here, right now!" Oh no, I think, but I drop my knife and it barely makes a sound as it hits the ground. "What do you want?", I reply. "Shut up", the lady says. I close my mouth and wait, expectantly. "Now let me talk", she says and continues "I want to apologize for my rudeness, I've been a bit demanding. I just want to make sure, you don't hurt yourself. After all, you do have a problem with depression." What was she talking about?
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The Silence That Follows
ActionThe outbreak happened three years prior, and Lita North has survived since then on her own. The outbreak caused dead people to rise up and eat people. Whatever is left becomes a zombie. The world is soon ravaged by the dead and all hope seems lost...
