I was pulled into the house by the one who saved me. 'shut up' they whispered. My heart was pounding. My breathless self slowly recovers and looks at their saviour. 'Wha... what was that thing' I asked with panic and confusion on my face. 'They call them Corpses' 'What a surprise' I replied in a sarcastic tone. 'DO YOU WANT TO GET SHOT YOU IDIOT!' 'no' I replied with a squeaky tone. I started to look around the house a bit. I found some extra supplies to bring with me and the Stranger offered me a spare hand gun they had found but with no ammo. 'You can't stay for long' they said 'They will be coming soon.' They added with an ominous tone.
I started to leave when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
'Is that.....'
'Yes.....' ' Take the ammo I have and leave, there is talk of a safe zone far up north.'
'But'
'Just go...'
I left with the ammo and a map they gave me. I started to walk away from the house. Slowly. Listening. Waiting...
BANG!
'...'
'Thank you'
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Dreams
Non-FictionImagine... a world with no outside... no buildings... just... nothing... *may include graphic content*
