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"I think ill elect to stay here and get some shuteye thanks and good luck guys"..."take my hatchet if you want" i close my eyes and fall into the blackest deepest sleep i've ever had

With a loud crack Drew woke up to an empty football field. The sun had fallen hours ago but the bright full moon stuck glued in the highest point of the black sky. This combination only intensified the haunted dead of night time.

Drew scanned the field for life and came to find none. His first response was to cry but knowing he couldn't fight against his fears and pulled him to his feet. His back cracked to a drum roll and a sudden pain in his arm inspired a loud yell. His guess was the pain came from the horrible position he passed out to the other day.

"Man how long have I been out and where is everyone? JORDAN.....CHRIS....ANYONE......"

Nothing

The emptiness began to creep in on him and a small cold nibbled at the ends of his nose. Drew checked his side for his gun, found it, and picked up the machine gun lying motionless near his side.

"I've got to move. If something has happened to the others then I am dead if I think I'm going to protect this large of a base all on my own. Where to go?"

Drew thought to himself and moved for Giget. It hurt him to leave the place with so many unanswered questions but know for his own sake it was time to move on. Maybe it was better he didn't know what happened to him. All he needed to do was stay alive.

Drew made it to his jeep and kicked open the door. He was up and in it within a second and turned the key by the next. There was a coughing sound and a high pitch buzz.

Nothing

"F....no now is not the time to lose your morals. What the heck am i going to do?"

Drew got out of the car and moved along the familiar wall of his high school stadium. Trying to make the least sound possible, Drew ran at a quick pace for Tylersvile(sp) road, up passed the middle school. There weren’t too many things to see during the night but as soon as he makes a loud sound he could be over run with zombies before he could take his own life. Drew continued forward, making sure to never leave the side of the building and trying to stay as low and quiet as possible. Minutes latter he got to Tylersvile and waited to catch his breath against the cold morning.

Cars and bodies alike lay wasted like confetti all around. The scene was even worse then the movies with trails of blood and limbs thrown about like children’s toys. It was a God Forsaken mess and no one but the devil to clean it up. Drew's eyes narrowed across the street. He wanted to get down Mason Mountgumry(sp) to see if he could find any more main stream survivors.

That’s when suddenly Drew heard it. All of the hairs on his back and head stuck straight up as the adrenaline shot through his body. A loud moan came form down the street as a disfigured body limped in no direction. Drew watched it for a second in disbelief. He had never seen one for real and never so close without it threatening his life. It was a strange way to come to the realization that the end of the world was really here.

Then as the figure got closer Drew noticed there was something familiar about the slightly dark red-brown hair and small beard skinny man stumbling toward him. Drew’s eyes grew with disbelief as the figure neared him. Drew took a few steps backward and with a small whispering confused voice forced the words….. ”TJ?”……

The moaning stopped and the figured cracked into an upright stance and faced Drew with dark and bloody eyes.

“Why Drew, why did you let me DIE,” The voice of TJ screamed and then the zombie rushed at him. Drew lifted the head of his gun and began firing madly in far but couldn’t focus a hit. The zombie crushed Drew to the ground and tore into his shoulder. Drew screamed out in pain and cried with ding pain as he was eaten alive.

Drew woke up with a sudden crack. His feet jumped and he grasped his shoulder to find nothing there. The sun was bright and heavy in the sky and Jordan laid near him still deep into sleep.