The Walkers

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   You grabbed your sword and ran out the door. You were actually known by most of the town and weren't judged for having it. It wasn't a fancy restaurant that you and your lover were going to, but does that matter? It would be fun no matter what happened. Or at least, you hoped.

  Once you for there, you see Jake in his usual clothing. A white t-shirt with a green skull, overlapped by a green flannel.

  "Hello Dirk!" he said with his smooth British accent.

  "Sup" you responded, slightly nodding your head.

  You two went into the building, holding hands. Once you both sat down, you heard a slight groaning sound from the outside. You knew zombies made that sound in games, but this is real life. Zombies don't exist right? Wrong. There was one right in the doorway. It began going for everyone, literally everyone.

  "Jake, we need to leave right now." you told him, getting up and running to the back door. He followed shortly behind you.

  Jake and you scurried to your home, telling Dave. You both told him at the same time.

  "...okay. So there's an apocalypse happening?"

  "Yes.." you said, sighing. This is going to be a long disease if it's going to go like this.

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