{PAFP}✦✧Zombie Apocalypse✧✦

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Sweat beads dribbled down the girls forehead as she lay in the corner of a room, a kitchen knife clutched tightly to her chest. Groans came from all directions, followed by continuous banging against the walls.Wow....nice going Kat...She thought, mentally face palming herself. How had she ended up in this mess? Oh yeah..THATS WHY! That stupid jerk tricked her and left with the damn car and weapons. She angrily rose to her feet and peaked out the window, barely seeing between the cluster of walkers. Her heart fell when she saw a black car speeding off.

"Damn it!" She cursed, kicking over an old table. She looked around the decaying wood shack with a sigh, the walls would give way soon. She grasped her brown hair in her hands and drew it into a ponytail. The creaks started getting louder and Katrina knew she had little time. Her brown gaze searched desperately around the room, but came up empty. Well, I guess this is the end. She unhappily collapsed to the floor and looked through the hole in the roof.
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Katrina's eyes shot open when she heard gun shots from outside. She grabbed her kitchen knife and ran over to the window. She was surprised to see a boy shooting down the walkers. Maybe all hope wasn't lost. She grabbed a rotting chair and smashed it through the window, then lunged at the closest walker, lodging her knife deep in its skull.
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Kat's eyes locked onto the last walker and she briskly strode over to it. With all her anger she kicked it to the ground and swung her knife right in its weak spot. The girl slowly rose to her feet and wiped her red hands on her jeans. Gross. Katrina then switched her brown gaze to the boy, who had just saved her life. "Thanks." She muttered, giving him a small smile. "I'm Katrina, but you can call me Kat." The sky started turning dark, they would need to find proper shelter soon, but only if he decided to go with her that is..
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Kat's weak smile faded into an angry scowl, she chucked her knife to the ground and plopped down next to it, bringing her knees to her chest. "Yea....well I thought I did anyway," Katrina mumbled, "Until he drove off with everything I had." She spat, trying hard to keep the tears in. "He's just a jerk." She looked up at Michael. "He told me to check that old shack, then bam, he's gone."
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She gave him a brisk nod and quickly rose to her feet. He was right, no point in sulking if there was a risk in having her brains eaten.."Yea, its also getting dark..where should we go? You got a car?" Kat asked, standing on her tiptoes to look over Michael in search of anything he might own. "Only if its okay with you.."
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Going on foot was fine by Katrina, she needed to keep fit anyway. Quickly scooping her knife off the ground she started towards the highway. Turning to face him she was a little curious about his past. "So...how did you get to this very spot?" She asked, tucking her weapon into her belt.
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"Same here..." She mumbled, "I mean like your family and stuff...Only if your comfortable telling me." The brunette gave her ponytail a quick tug, then looked back to Michael. "Or maybe you've had a group earlier?" She felt rude and didn't mean to pry, but she felt like she could trust someone the more she knew about them.
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Katrina nodded, fully believing him, he seemed like a good guy. "It used to just be me and my sister, my parents were on holiday. But...she got bit." The girl dipped her head in sorrow. "After that, I kinda just ran like a lunatic, in no particular direction. Thats went Alex found me." Anger slipped back in to her expression. "You already know what happened after that."
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"This world brings out the worst in people." She muttered with a shrug, then followed his gaze. She suddenly dropped down, "What the? Who are they?" She whispered, suddenly she glared at Michael. "You haven't set me up have you?" Kat angrily asked him, inching away.
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Katrina held her knife tightly to her chest, glaring at the people surrounding them. What did they want? Her brown hair waved softly as the wind began to pick up. Her brown eyes flickered side to side cautiously, unsure in what she should do. She glanced at Michael. "What now?" she whispered.
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