There is nowhere to go, and nowhere to hide. You and I are all alone, here in the dark, and in the shadows. In the distance, we can hear the slicing of flesh, the shooting of guns, and the heavy pitter patter of civilians trying to escape such a horrid, bloody fate. We have done everything in our power to fight against the countless zombies, trying to save lives other than our own. All the training we have been through, all of the sleepless nights we have endured has paid off as nothing. Back in the city, behind the woods we lay in now, you were bitten by one of the zombies. I cannot bear to look at you, knowing that my true love is spending their last few moments in my arms, and I have nothing in my power to keep you alive. The wound were the attack happened is swelling, and bleeding all over my pants. I don’t care. Its all I will have left of you after this hot, hellful event ends. I guess we were no were near ready for the zombie apocalypse.
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