- Ch 12 ; Scenarios

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CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE, BLOOD, ZOMBIES, WEAPONS AND MORE. READ WHEN FINE TY.

"A roadtrip to our sacred rotten school."

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"Oh my goodness! Really?!"
Abbie says after what Matheo spoke.

"Ermm.."
John muttered to his breath.

Ralph suddenly bumped John's shoulder hard that it could make John angry.

"Ow—"
John yelped.

"Didn't you plan this roadtrip just days back?"
Ralph says forwards John.

"Uhm.."
John murmurs.

"A roadtrip would be nice."
Jean scoffs.

"Umm.."
John murmurs once again.

"We could leave by tommorrow."
Sammuel mentions.

"No objections, we've been staying here for a while. It may be risky for us any time.."
Mark sighs, looking at the fire on the sticks.

"Fine."
John deeply exhales.

"What a relief."
Matheo grinned in slight happiness.

"I agree!"
Margarette chuckles.

"Plus, we should welcome a classmate that came onboard with us."
John tilts his head, backing away from Abbie a inch.

"I'm honored."
Abbie grinned in joy.

A FEW HOURS BACK, 8:38 AM

Ella yawns as she woke up in the vehicle. She opened the car door besides her and slid through out of the vehicle, leaving her group remain in the car completely sleeping in peace.

She immediately sees Mark in her sight, she approached him in a few steps. Ella calls out to Mark, it seems that Margarette was with Mark this morning. She gave the duo a small waves, finally reaching there.

"Morning."
Margarette gave Ella a small smile on her face.

"Hay."
Mark scoffs, carrying his bag fllled with sticks.

"G'morning,"
Ella replies back to them happily.

"Gathering sticks, I see?"
Ella continues, tilting her head a little.

"Mhm."
Margarette nodded.

"Good weather and barely can see rotters today, so we decided to pick up some sticks for the campfire."
Mark exhales, itching his head with his free hand ehilst the other hand is carrying a bag.

"You guys today look very responsible."
Ella chuckles at the duo, staring on them.

A yawn had appeared in the air, it was near the trio.

"Oh hey."
Jean yawns, walking forwards the trio.

"Hello, just in time.."
Mark kindly grins and placed down the bag in one of the chairs.

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