Alaska continued to sprint, working away her stress and distrust. After a little while, she had to slow to a walk.

Maveric's tongue made its way into her mouth, his one hand playing with her bra clasp

By the time Victor and Gerard got into the base, Gerard was almost crying from how harshly Victor was cursing him out.

Ava found a bit to overpower him, but she guessed she would lose this fight.

Maveric didn't notice Victor and Gerard.

A few minutes later, Alaska still wasn't at the base. She wondered where she was, as nothing looked familiar. She immediately started looking for a safe place, her instincts kicking in

Ava suddenly stopped kissing him and said. " Look.. As much as I am okay with doing this outside it is getting dark. "

Victor noticed Alaska was not back yet, and he also saw the sun starting to set. He started to panic.

( What if Victor goes looking for her.. and he gets even more hurt xd )

(Alaska would blame herself and probably hide away in her dorm)

Maveric nodded. "Alright, let's head inside."

Alaska noticed that the sky was growing dark, and she started to worry. She hadn't found a safe place yet, and she was starting to get even more worried than she was

( oooooh what if Maria blames her.. )

Ava practically dragged him inside, roughly pressing him to a wall.

Victor started to really worry and put down his bag, grabbing his hunting knife, and rushing outside determined to find Alaska and get her home safely.

(That would make it that much worse...)

"Now look who's getting frisky?"

Alaska finally found a small run down shack-like pile of wood, but it was sufficient, for now.

( Perfect lol.. )

" Oh be quiet.. "

Victor Rushed around the dark quiet streets, trying to find her. He called out her name a few times, starting to stumble in the dark,

Maveric chuckled, and said: "What if I don't want to?"

Alaska huddled in the corner, pulling the hood of her hoodie over her head, taking her baseball cap off for once. She stored it in her backpack, not hearing anything but the moaning of zombies and the slight wind, a little stronger than a breeze.

" Then I will make you be quiet.. "

Victor was fighting the nighttime hoards, barely making it with his current wounds and the new ones he was gaining. He fought and fought, still looking for and calling out for Alaska. That is when he heard it, guns firing at rapid paces. He thought he was saved, till he himself was shot a few times. He hid, and tried to stop the blood.