Kyra: i hear the zombies also, i stop seeing one turn the corner, i notice it was the one who killed my brother Peter "its your fault, you made me do it" i scream at it, tears streaming down my face, i wipe them off and watch the zombie come at me, i pull up my gun to shoot the zombie "you did this" i say to myself taking the safety off, i pull the trigger and it slumps to the ground, i start to walk again the way i had come but i stop when i get to the stairs, "i cant go that way" i say quietly to myself sitting down on the top stair "its all my fault why did i have to be so stupid" i say quietly/shyly "im so sorry Peter" i say sadly looking to the ceiling, trying to blink back tears but couldnt, then i looking back to the ground, tears stream down my face silently "you said you'd always be there for me...but your not" i say quietly to myself, bringing my knees to my chest, letting my tears go down my face

I place a hand on her shoulder. "There is time for sorrow later but now a lot more prople are going to die if we don't do something." Warm blood trickles down my shoulder and through my shirt.

Kyra: i wipe off tears off my face fast before getting up and pushing off his hand "you dont know anything" i say walking of down the hallway the other direction

I loose my cool. "Your the one that knows nothing! Do you think I want to get called on when I finally have a vacation!? Do you think I came to let all these people die!? No, I came to save people." It might have been the loss of blood talking but my thoughts swim. I had never yelled at a girl before. I pull my gun out and shoot at her. My hand slips and a bullet hits her in the leg

Kyra: i scream and fall clutching my leg "you idiot" i lay on the ground, still clutching my leg as it keeps bleeding

"You provoked me! If my ******ed hands would quiet jumping!" The moans get louder. "We need to go."

Kyra: "of course i shot the gun at myself" i say sarcastically "your the one who did it not me and im not going anywhere with you, your crazy" i say through gritting teeth, my wound kept bleeding "and ya im sure you protect people when you just shot me" i say quietly but shyly, my wound burned

"But you stabbed me first. One has to learn to forget. Are we even now?" My left hand hanged limply at my side, blood running through my fingers. " I don't think I can loss much more blood, so if we can hurry up."

"But you stabbed me first. One has to learn to forget. Are we even now?" My left hand hanged limply at my side, blood running through my fingers. " I don't think I can loss much more blood, so if we can hurry up."

Kyra: "fine" i say glaring at him and getting up grabbing an aid kit from the case and running/limping down the hall keeping my other hand on my gun watching him