Brom: "did any one else make it?"

Claradon: "i have a phone." i hold my broken arm at a weird angle. i hate skiing.




Leon: "we will make it, dont worry."

Kyra: still no zombies, and there was nothing to do






Tory: i felt blood go down my shoulder "great" i keep running still having no idea where i was "is anybody out here" i scream in the cold night air

"just keep running! your almost there!" i yell to the girl she nears the hospital. "you can make it!"

Tory: i run faster "who are you and where are you" i feel my legs and lungs burn from running but keep going, more blood trickles down my leg and shoulder, i hadnt been bit though, thankfully

Martin

"No," I say coldly, "Hold on a sec." I run into the other room and return with a phone battery. "Here," I say, handing them to Claradon. I notice his arm. "What happened to you two?" I ask.

I nod. "It's comforting to know that everyone in the world is looking at the same sky, and stars. It's nice to know we're not alone."

Claradon: "this is what happens when you hit a zombie while on skies."

Brom: i grab the phone and call Leon.




Leon: i answer. "Dad, or you and Clar ok?"


Brom: "we'er fine, we are here with a guy. he says he is the only one left in this area."


Leon: i hand the phone to the girl. "it's for you."





"No time now just keep running straight!"

Martin: "Evelyn, is that you?"

Evelyn: "Martin! Thank goodness, you're okay! What happened?"

Martin: I go quiet, and I hear Evelyn's quaking voice on the other end. "They're..." she stammers. "Dead, yes." I say, wishing I was with her. I expected to here sobs on the other end, but instead she says, "I'm glad you're okay. Can you get here?" I realize she'll probably hide her feelings until either she's alone, or I'm with her which must mean someone's with her. At least she has someone to look out for her. "I don't know, but I'll try. We shouldn't waste the battery. Bye Evelyn."

Evelyn: "Bye Martin," I hand the phone back to Leon, and glare out the window, tears forming in my eyes. I wipe them away angrily.

Tory: i keep running straight, as i was told "but where am i going" i yell through heavy breathes from running, i wanted to give up but i didnt and kept running

"the hostpital, it is safe here!" i take out the zombies that have surronded me. "hurry!"

Tory: i run faster and see the hospital "where are you" i wheeze out barely, i had been running from zombies for days, and id been out of water and food for a few days, but i kept going even though my vision started to blur, i was bleeding to much from my shoulder and leg and was very weak, i didnt know if i could even make it to the hospital "no you have to find them, you have to" i think to myself, it was the only thing that kept me going