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    Quote Originally Posted by WalkerDudu View Post
    Their bodies were withering and the creatures were falling in rows like a game of dominoes.

    Eight tattered walker corpses bloomed amidst the acrid smoke, rheumy eyes finally still.

    His heart however, pounded to the beat of wipeout as he popped a new clip into his AK 47 and headed back to camp.


    Cyrus navigated the desolate street with his duffel bag filled with booty hoping it would be enough to hold them over until they found a safer place to hold up.


    She needed shelter, time to heal or die; he would clear out the very demons of Hell to give her what she needed, what he wanted for her.


    The night was coming and brings together bitter cold of Georgia, the supplies were almost gone, other than your faith and your courage.


    He had to make good on his promise to protect her, for all the failure in his life, she saw through his faults and loved him for the man he struggled so hard to be.


    She looked in the eyes of the courageous man, lying in the lap of the beloved. He began to think if it could live those moments away from that chaos.


    The world had changed overnight, the zombie's killed indiscriminately and he had no intention to spoil the dead on his flesh.

    A new day start with a wonderful sun , and they keep moving for the terrible streets , look for the suplieses and weapons .

    Merciless sun spares no man woman or walker as each hungers for something different, more.

    He carried Jenny to the car, packing everything they had, it was time to drive to his uncle's remote hunting cabin.

    It was shelter and more importantly, it housed weapons that they would need in this new world of the dead.

    Then Cyrus found his uncle, who had collected various types of weapons and supplies for survival. The fifty-year old farmer, was very happy to review your nephew again.

    Whatever they needed would be found, nurtured by the bonds of family and in faith that life was still worth living, worth fighting for survival, one day at a time.

    They continued their journey to northern Georgia. In Dodge pickup of your old uncle who now joined them in this hard journey to come.

    Two days later ...

    The aged fan belt gave way 2 miles from a herb of 68 walkers.

    So they decided to abandon the vehicle and then walk away keeping the highway !

    Despite their efforts, the walkers smelt them from afar and shambled relentlessly towards the frightened ones

    A walker caught by the leg of his uncle, with the jaws black and stinking of sewage were about to penetrate the fabric of the old man.

    Cyrus scrambled to choose between leaving Jenny alone and rushing to his uncle's aid. He raised his Winchester, released a slow steady breath and fired.

    The Walker's eye exploded and blackish red chunks flew out the back of it's decayed skull.

    And his uncle was there safe and sound, very scared after the attack decided that they needed to walk in formation to avoid surprises along the way.

    Since the outbreak a week ago, they saw fewer humans as each day past. Now, their chance for survival became increasingly desperate with undead hordes around every

    corner and a non existent human populace. His uncle suggested they find a place to hold up in the mountains, but Cyrus believed their best chance would be the CDC in Atlanta.

    After 200 km traveled, Cyrus realized that there was nothing else in Atlanta no police, no fire department and the CDC was destroyed after the crash of a helicopter ! Tragedy

    after tragedy in your ways ...

    Jenny stumbled , collapsing to the street, Cyrus ran to her uncapping his bottle of water, "Here, take a sip." He tipped the bottle letting the cool water pour gently over her lips.

    She sipped cautiously at first, then swallowed deep in hungry gulps.

    "Your fever seems to be breaking, but your exhausted. There's a town just a little down the road about a mile. We'll stop there for the night, you need rest babe." Cyrus

    announced.

    She nodded as he helped her to her feet, "I'm ok, let's go.

    While she hadn't been bitten or scratched, the flu had hit her hard on the heels of the outbreak and Cyrus was grateful for the antibiotics he found in the last town they passed

    through. He was hoping the next town offered more.

    On the way, his uncle, Cyrus and Jenny, found an abandoned gas station in his car was a Mustang of the older models - "those are fighting Good said the old Alfred with a smile

    in the corner of the face, remembering the old days he spent with the father of Cyrus.

    So ... That night, they broke down the door with a crowbar, and decided to sleep at the convenience store of the old post.

    It was the last full night of sleep they had for almost 2 months to come...

    At dawn, the flakes of ice that were in the trees and flowers, created during the cold winter night were melting under the

    beautiful sun that came up through the hills.

    She laughed at sun-sparkled blooms and leaves, the way she did the night has asked for her entire life and she slipped her hand in his, laughing at his stammered promises and

    stopping his mouth with a kiss.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Ripley View Post

    Their bodies were withering and the creatures were falling in rows like a game of dominoes.

    Eight tattered walker corpses bloomed amidst the acrid smoke, rheumy eyes finally still.

    His heart however, pounded to the beat of wipeout as he popped a new clip into his AK 47 and headed back to camp.


    Cyrus navigated the desolate street with his duffel bag filled with booty hoping it would be enough to hold them over until they found a safer place to hold up.


    She needed shelter, time to heal or die; he would clear out the very demons of Hell to give her what she needed, what he wanted for her.


    The night was coming and brings together bitter cold of Georgia, the supplies were almost gone, other than your faith and your courage.


    He had to make good on his promise to protect her, for all the failure in his life, she saw through his faults and loved him for the man he struggled so hard to be.


    She looked in the eyes of the courageous man, lying in the lap of the beloved. He began to think if it could live those moments away from that chaos.


    The world had changed overnight, the zombie's killed indiscriminately and he had no intention to spoil the dead on his flesh.

    A new day start with a wonderful sun , and they keep moving for the terrible streets , look for the suplieses and weapons .

    Merciless sun spares no man woman or walker as each hungers for something different, more.

    He carried Jenny to the car, packing everything they had, it was time to drive to his uncle's remote hunting cabin.

    It was shelter and more importantly, it housed weapons that they would need in this new world of the dead.

    Then Cyrus found his uncle, who had collected various types of weapons and supplies for survival. The fifty-year old farmer, was very happy to review your nephew again.

    Whatever they needed would be found, nurtured by the bonds of family and in faith that life was still worth living, worth fighting for survival, one day at a time.

    They continued their journey to northern Georgia. In Dodge pickup of your old uncle who now joined them in this hard journey to come.

    Two days later ...

    The aged fan belt gave way 2 miles from a herb of 68 walkers.

    So they decided to abandon the vehicle and then walk away keeping the highway !

    Despite their efforts, the walkers smelt them from afar and shambled relentlessly towards the frightened ones

    A walker caught by the leg of his uncle, with the jaws black and stinking of sewage were about to penetrate the fabric of the old man.

    Cyrus scrambled to choose between leaving Jenny alone and rushing to his uncle's aid. He raised his Winchester, released a slow steady breath and fired.

    The Walker's eye exploded and blackish red chunks flew out the back of it's decayed skull.

    And his uncle was there safe and sound, very scared after the attack decided that they needed to walk in formation to avoid surprises along the way.

    Since the outbreak a week ago, they saw fewer humans as each day past. Now, their chance for survival became increasingly desperate with undead hordes around every

    corner and a non existent human populace. His uncle suggested they find a place to hold up in the mountains, but Cyrus believed their best chance would be the CDC in Atlanta.

    After 200 km traveled, Cyrus realized that there was nothing else in Atlanta no police, no fire department and the CDC was destroyed after the crash of a helicopter ! Tragedy

    after tragedy in your ways ...

    Jenny stumbled , collapsing to the street, Cyrus ran to her uncapping his bottle of water, "Here, take a sip." He tipped the bottle letting the cool water pour gently over her lips.

    She sipped cautiously at first, then swallowed deep in hungry gulps.

    "Your fever seems to be breaking, but your exhausted. There's a town just a little down the road about a mile. We'll stop there for the night, you need rest babe." Cyrus

    announced.

    She nodded as he helped her to her feet, "I'm ok, let's go.

    While she hadn't been bitten or scratched, the flu had hit her hard on the heels of the outbreak and Cyrus was grateful for the antibiotics he found in the last town they passed

    through. He was hoping the next town offered more.

    On the way, his uncle, Cyrus and Jenny, found an abandoned gas station in his car was a Mustang of the older models - "those are fighting Good said the old Alfred with a smile

    in the corner of the face, remembering the old days he spent with the father of Cyrus.

    So ... That night, they broke down the door with a crowbar, and decided to sleep at the convenience store of the old post.

    It was the last full night of sleep they had for almost 2 months to come...

    At dawn, the flakes of ice that were in the trees and flowers, created during the cold winter night were melting under the

    beautiful sun that came up through the hills.


    She laughed at sun-sparkled blooms and leaves, the way she did the night has asked for her entire life and she slipped her hand in his, laughing at his stammered promises and

    stopping his mouth with a kiss.
    That moment was soon interrupted noises of footsteps came downstairs, near the petrol station.

    Cyrus and Jenny raised running to hear a shout, the voice of a man already old .

    Tom was a good man, the only family of Cyrus and was now on the ground in agony after a man still in uniform of worki that gas station with bloodied teeth

    color so rotten sewage.

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    That moment was soon interrupted noises of footsteps came downstairs, near the petrol station.

    Cyrus and Jenny raised running to hear a shout, the voice of a man already old .

    Tom was a good man, the only family of Cyrus and was now on the ground in agony after a man still in uniform of worki that gas station with bloodied teeth

    color so rotten sewage.


    NNNOOOOOO! What had it all been for- to come to this now, in a world gone mad? How could this be when they had to survive> Fire burned, the sun rose in the

    morning, and now Tom lay on the ground screaming as his life was chewed away morsel and bite.

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