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Bryant stood staring at the keys in the poor boys hands. Bryant was looking at his last chance of survival, this boy was holding the keys to freedom. Bryant didn't know what to do, even though the boy wouldn't know a thing, it still felt wrong. Bryant thought back to his brothers dead body. "I don't want that in vain" Bryant thought to himself, and pulled his cleaver from his pocket. "Sorry" he muttered to the boy, and swung the cleaver into his face, crushing the brain. Blood sprayed across Bryant's face and clothes, Bryant groaned, it was disgusting. he withdrew the cleaver from the boys face, and grabbed the keys, quickly hitting the silent button. The alarm stopped, but the zombies must be very close.
Bryant walked out the door of the house, seeing something that made his heart drop, the entire plan was ruined. zombies has surrounded the car, obviously trying to get to the noise. "Well that's that then" Bryant said aloud. To his right a girl screamed, she must have been about six or seven, the zombies looked over at her, then started to groan and walk towards her. The girl started to run, and the zombies followed, slowly. Bryant stayed within the shadows, so the zombies didn't notice him. After they cleared, Bryant ran towards the car, thankful for the girl that gave him a chance. Bryant started the ignition, and started to drive. As he drove past his home, he noticed his brother, as a walker, leaving the house.
Bryant walked out the door of the house, seeing something that made his heart drop, the entire plan was ruined. zombies has surrounded the car, obviously trying to get to the noise. "Well that's that then" Bryant said aloud. To his right a girl screamed, she must have been about six or seven, the zombies looked over at her, then started to groan and walk towards her. The girl started to run, and the zombies followed, slowly. Bryant stayed within the shadows, so the zombies didn't notice him. After they cleared, Bryant ran towards the car, thankful for the girl that gave him a chance. Bryant started the ignition, and started to drive. As he drove past his home, he noticed his brother, as a walker, leaving the house.