Zombie Apocalypse

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  • She peeked around the corner checking for zombies and walked over toward the door.It looked like the Zombies had been focused on tvs that had gone out into a static fit.

  • Jason, son of a policemen in Atlanta. He grabbed a police duffle bag from his parents room and went into the gun shed in the back yard and put guns and ammunition in the bag. He wandered if his parents were okay. He put a pistol in a gun pouch and clipped the pouch to his waist. He walked through the gate carrying a pistol with a silencer on it.

  • Jason headed to his chevy camero. His short brown hair and grey T-shirt and blue jeans. He got into the car, put the guns on the seat next to him, rolled up the windows and started the car. He put the shift on drive and drove away from the house. The first place he was going to was the police station, to see if his dad is okay.

  • "Not far from here.." She answered, still looking around and sitting down.


    (umm dennie did you say a dog talked? this is more of a realistic rp..)