Fun-Dead

Chapter IV - FOOOOOOD!

  The car stopped in front of a supermarket. Before I had the chance to ask chey handed me a duffel bag, and hopped out of the truck.

I followed her example and creep behind as not alert the zombies of our presence.

  As you can imagine me being the the dumbest person who has ever lived, I tripped on, wait for it.... a severed a arm. What the fuck bro.

  Chey just turns around glared at me and bust out laughing. Wooooowww what great friends I have.

  Just as cheys fit of laughter ended the zombies decided to show up to the party. Great just keeps getting better and better. I hop to my feet and quickly nock an arrow into my bow. I release the arrow sending it into the nearest zombies eye socket. Chey shooting me a look of approval before racing towards the group of zombies that blocked the entrance.

  When chey finished off the rest of the zombies we raced into the store and towards the ilse the shelfed the canned food. Fifty zombies still chasing after us we blindly shoved our bags full. Well chey did I kept mine half full and ran the candy and chip ilse. Hey mans got to eat.