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Charly was hunting for food. Her stomach had been growling since this morning, and she couldn't afford to have anything loud enough to attract the zombies. Her stomach was definitely loud enough. She didn't even have anything to lessen the sound besides the clothes on her back, and those didn't help much. She looked around, wielding a small four-inch blade before sneaking across the road to a supermarket. She wasn't sure how many, if any, zombies would be in there, and she couldn't take any risks. She only had a knife on her, after all.

Myles had holed away in his house, having what seemed like plenty of canned food when the world's downfall began. He was running low at the moment, but he figured if he rationed it right, he had at least a few days' worth. He went upstairs to his bedroom to his dusty, musty bed and looked out the window onto the street. The sun was out at the moment, and it usually kept most of the zombies away from open places, like the street. He had observed that after a few days of being stuck in his house. At first, it seemed like they were everywhere, whether the sun was up or not. Then they just kind of...migrated to shadier areas.

(A side note: Myles' house is down the street from the supermarket.)

Sam in a small gun shop that he had boarded up completely. He sighs and says, "Ash time to gather supplies.we are running low. Want to come with? You can bring your lighter but remember-"

"No setting things on fire. Dad I know. Besides you promise a zombie bonfire tonight. " Ash says from behind the counter as xe reloads some guns for the trip.

A lone survivor walk down the street slowly they wore a rather Creepy military gas mask over their face concealing their identity and served as a precaution it seems this person was rather cautious when it came to going outside they also wore black coal soot across their eyes so it was more difficult to tell their gender (like bucky in marvel movies) and the survivor wore light grey trousers with a men's large camouflage patterned jacket and sturdy combat boots with fingerless gloves and a holder for a small hunting on one leg and a empty gun holder on the other leg. The survivor ducked behind the car quickly disposing of a zombie that had gotten in her way before they looked around and and snuck out from the Jeep and climbed into a local shop though a broken window straight into a old video game shop "i need to get weapons and food" they responded and quietly walked over towards the backdoor hoping to sneak into the gunshop through the back but stopped when they saw something and picked it up "im keeping you" they said putting the object in their small backpackand walked over towards the door and walked out though the backdoor and snuck though a damaged fence. The survivor was now at the back of the gunshop and they pulled out a scarf from their bag and wrapped it around themselves hiding their idenity and to look more intimidating

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Charly peered in through the glass doors of the supermarket, shielding her eyes from the sun as she did so. Upon not seeing anything, she attempted to open the doors, but they didn't automatically open anymore. She tried to pull them open, wedging her fingers in between the doors and pulling back, hoping it would slide on its track. No luck. "Stupid thing," she muttered, kicking it.

Myles was just chilling at the moment, leaning back on his bed and sighing. What was he going to do? He yawned, but he wasn't tired. Just kind of bored.

Sam and Ash grabbed their supplies and head out through the side door. Sam was running to the supermarket with Ash riding piggyback style on his back with a small gun. Sam always hide for cover every so block. Soon the two reached the supermarket.

"Acetaminophen...Acetaminophen...Acetaminophen?" The man whispered as he dug through the main shelves of the pharmacy. Most of the supplies that were lining the shelves weren't anything that anyone even desperate would wish to use. Drug tests...why were there so many here? The more he looked the more he found that most anything ending with syllables that sounded fancy were gone. He just hopped that who ever grabbed the metformin knew that was a diabetic drug. The man sighed, pushing his glasses up as he searched some of the higher shelves. It wasn't that he himself needed the medication, but it wouldn't hurt to have it on hand nonetheless. Even the most basic antibiotic could come in handy at this point.

For the most part he had been keeping to himself in a storage building not far from the town. It was out of the line of traffic to the supermarket, and as long as the undead didn't begin to think of how to pick up doors he was fine. The one problem was that it didn't have much going for it in the way of heat. Even for a fire there wasn't any way to vent the smoke out safely.

The masked survivor picked the lock if the backdoor of the gunshop that sam and his chilhood were just in and snuck in they let out a sigh of relief seeing that the place was both empty of other survivors and zombies and they spent a few minutes walking around looking at things only taking a small pistol a SIG Sauer M17 pistol to be more specific and the correct rounds for the weapon and a larger military knife and picked up a large thick mens jacket that could belong to Sam it was his size or left over from others and than quietly and quickly left through the back door and shut it behind them and make their way back through the fence and the shops back door out the exact way they came through anf quickly ran towards the shopping mall unaware that seemingly everyone else was heading towards themselves. Suddenly the survivor was jumped by to Zombies just outside Myles's house and managed to pick one of the zombies into a bin knocking it over with a loud bang they quickly managed to dispose of the first zombie and then walked over towards the second thankfully the second zombie quickly followed its 'teammate' in the disposal departmentand quickly the survivor looked around hoping that no more zombies or people were making their way towards them alerted by the sound of the loud bin which they Cursed


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Charly, her patience quickly running out and her stomach growing ever louder, kicked the door. The glass part of the door. And we all know that things become more fragile the more time passes. So, the door shattered. The glass cut her leg, and she hissed, going to hold her leg. It wasn't a severe cut, but it stung worse than a paper cut. She was examining the wound when she heard a sound. Her head snapped up. A zombie. Wait, what the...it was a whole hoard of zombies, and they were quick. What an eyesore they were, too. Their green flesh, in some places, revealed the bone beneath. Some had strips of their own flesh hanging off them. Others must've been more...what, fresh? Their skin appeared to be still intact. She took one look at her small blade and screamed. She also started running because what good would standing there do?

Myles sat up quickly in his bed, hearing the loud bang, shattering glass, then the scream. What was going on? He quickly went to the window, looking out. He couldn't see anything from there, so he ran down the stairs, taking two at a time and hoping he wasn't a clutz at this moment. He reached the ground floor and grabbed a crudely made bat with nails. He tentatively opened the door, looking out up and down the street. He could see a lady running away from...whoa. So many zombies. Fast ones, too. He also saw a...person? "Um...hi." He said, lowering the bat.

Sam heard the scream and looks up from the car. He saw the zombies chasing after a young woman. He grabbed his AK-47 riffle and aimed at the zombies after standing up. "Ash when I tell you to. Run towards the girl and take her towards cover." Sam said in a whisper. Ash nods xer head.

Sam walked out from behind the car and started to fire at the zombies. "Ash now" Sam yelled.

Ash bolted and ran towards the running girl. Easily catching up and shooting down a few zombies in the process.