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No Escape (Closed)

Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


Emma followed Jordan out to the door, hearing him shout she ran out the building along side with him. Peeking around the corner they just turned past were a few zombies, but thankfully they didn't catch their scent. "That was close, you should get some oil on that door asap."
 
"Oh tell me about it" Jordan says sarcastically. He walks on the sidewalk turning his head left and right as he looks for zombies. Jordan continues to walk down the sidewalk as he looks towards Emma "You see any grocery stores because that's probably where we are going to find the water." Jordan slings the backpack to the front as he opens up a zipper. He reaches inside grabbing out a combat knife, the knife is polished from the tip down. He holds onto the soft padded grip on the bottom of the knife. A zombie appears right in front of him as it moves closer to him. Jordan moves closer to the zombie striking it in the head with the knife. The zombie falls down dead, he retrieves the knife from the zombie's head, holding it in his left hand.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


Emma smirked at Jordan's comment trying not to laugh. Emma follows him walking down the sidewalk, "No...but I mean there has to be a stream or well somewhere near here." She watched as Jordan took out the zombie and bringing out her hunting knife as well just in case. Maybe even a gas station...?"
 
"Let's try a gas station then." Jordan walks down the street immediately he sees a gas station up ahead. "Well won't you look at that..- a gas station. He walks down the street towards the gas station still having the knife held in his left hand. He looks towards Emma "Let's go inside the shop there has to be water there.." Jordan says calmly
 
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Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


Emma played around with her knife a bit, spinning it around in her hand, and then looking at herself through it's reflection. "So you know where one is right?" She looked over at him as they both walked down the street and in front of them stood a gas station. She rolled her eyes at his remark and held the grip of the knife firmly. "Or just more of the dead..." She went up ahead of Jordan and peered inside the gas station before opening the glass double doors. "Uh, do you by chance carry a flashlight with you?" She took a small gulp, she never did well with the pitch black dark.
 
"Of course I do do you need a blanket too?" Jordan said sarcastically. Jordan walks up the double doors opening them and walking inside. Jordan looks around, squinting his eyes at the black darkness inside the gas station. "Holy shit I wish I did have a flashlight, you can barely see anything in here." Jordan looks around bumping into shelves. He walks outside the gas station having a bruise on the left side of his arm from the shelves.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


Emma playfully punched his shoulder rolling her eyes and watched him go inside. Once he came back out empty handed and scratched up Emma shook her head. "Well shit, how are we supposed to find water in the dark?" She sighed, taking a seat on the curb and thinking about how to get some light. Just then she remembered and took out of her pocket a lighter. She found it the other day at a convenience shop, glad she kept it. Getting up she looked at Jordan, "Come on let's go." Opening up the flap she struck the wheel until a dull flame was lit. It gave only about two inches of light, but it was better than nothing.
 
"Good thinking with that lighter." Jordan follows Emma through the Gas station with the little spark of light. He grabs onto a cheap plastic BIC lighter from the cashier desk. Jordan flicks the wheel of the lighter igniting the wick of the lighter as a flame appears on the wick. He walks around the store with the little light. "Geez it is so dark in here Emma..-" Jordan reaches into the shelves grabbing cans of peanuts, stuffing it in the backpack. "Did you find anything Emma?" Jordan asks.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


Emma squints looking around using her other hand to fell some of the shelves and finding some toothpaste, some kraft mac n cheese boxes, but no sight of water. "Nothing yet, Imma keep looking though." Exploring even further into the gas station she found some of the fridges and inside were a few cans of energy drinks, three Gatorade's, and a few waters. The only issue being that they were hot and probably not thirst quenching because of it. She called out his name, "Jordan."
 
"Yes Emma?" Jordan hears his voice being called. He walks around the store with the lighter lit in his hand as he looks to his left, finding a bag of beef jerky. He grabs the beef jerky bag with his right hand and sticks it in his backpack. He walks around the store to find Emma. "Emma, where are you?!" Jordan shouts. "I can't find you!" Jordan continues to walk around the store with the lighter in his hand.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


She placed the water bottles into her backpack and waited for Jordan, but then she had an idea. She hid behind one of the shelves and sneaking up behind him she shouted quietly, "Boo!"
 
Jordan runs towards the end of the aisle. "What the fuck, don't be doing that shit!" Jordan looks over to Emma having a mean mug. He moved to the other aisle trying to find more food. "Looks like there is nothing left in this store." Jordan said to himself. He walked outside the gas station, sticking the lighter in his pocket. He grabs out his combat knife out again, holding the smooth soft padded grip. "Lets go Emma!" Jordan shouts.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Safe


Emma fell to floor hysterically laughing, "Who needs a blanket now." She tried getting herself together to stop the laughing but it was almost unbearable. Finally collecting herself she brought up the water to Jordan, "By the way I found a few bottles of water." She followed him out the gas station and back onto the street.
 
Jordan looks over to Emma, grunting. "Yeah, yeah whatever." He walks on the street towards the end of the road. Jordan walks back to the street where his house is. "Were almost there Emma". He continues to walk down the street where his house is, he eventually made it to the front of his door. Jordan opens the door as it makes a loud sound again. "Damn door I need to get this fixed." He locks the door right after Emma steps inside with him.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Worried


Emma followed him down the street to his house. Emma scratched her head after entering inside Jordan's home. "Um, I don't think that's good." She walked over to one of the windows, peeking through the blinds and watched as a group of walkers started to shuffle towards the house. "It's not safe here." She looked over at Jordan, "We need to go." The walkers began banging on each exit of the house, they surrounded us, she couldn't even see out the window anymore.
 
"Yes lets go!" Jordan says. "Where should we go next?" Jordan scratches his chin as he looks towards Emma
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Worried


Emma pondered for a moment but couldn't think of anything. "This town is basically empty it seem though, maybe it's time to skip over to the next one."


She leaned onto the couch looking over at Jordan and back down at the floor. "Maybe if we are lucky we'll find a car or something to get around faster." A window began to crack, "We can worry about this later we need to go." Emma got up off the couch grabbing her crossbow gripping it firmly. She went over to the back door putting her ear to it leaving her to believe there were only a few walkers on the other side. She took a grip on the door handle and looked over at Jordan, "Get ready." She swung open the door leading in a small group of about five walkers.
 
Jordan grabs onto his .357 Revolver pulling it out of his jeans. He holds the revolver in his left hand as he spins the cylinder inside the revolver. He aims the sights towards the first zombie's head. He discharges one round right into the zombie's forehead. The zombie drops down to the floor, dead. He aims towards the other zombie's head he fires another shot at the second zombie. The second zombie falls down to the floor. "Kill the other ones!" Jordan shouts as two of the zombies approach him, growling. "Hurry up and kill them Emma!".
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Worried


Emma reaches behind her waist wielding her hunting knife stabbing one zed in the head dropping it to the ground with blood spurting everywhere. She drops her knife and lifts up her crossbow pulling the trigger allowing the bolt to impact the walker's head sending it down. She looks over at Jordan and quickly goes over to the walker, placing her boot's heel on its head and yanking her bolt out of it. Bending down she wipes off her knife with a cloth and shoves it behind her back. "Time to go" she says grabbing Jordan's arm and charging out the building.
 
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Jordan runs outside with Emma letting her guide me through the way. "Let's go we gotta find shelter somewhere." Jordan says in a hurry. Jordan runs down the street, pulling Emma with her. He continues to hold the combat knife in his left hand as he runs down the street with Emma. "Let's get in here" Jordan says. He walks towards an empty house with a broken window. Jordan climbs inside the house, extending his arm towards Emma, pulling her up inside the house. "We should be safe here for a while."
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Relieved





Emma takes his hand jumping up and through the window. "Thanks. We can probably stay till morning and then we should probably start moving." she looked over at Jordan. She walked around a bit looking around at some photos hanging on a wall of a family and then walked away once she remembered hers. "I can take first shift for the night if you want?"
 
"No it's fine I can take the first shift of the night" Jordan replied. "Go on and get some rest you must be tired Ill keep watch while you sleep."


Jordan holds onto his revolver as he looks out the broken window, mumbling under his breath, "This place is such a hell hole."
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Relieved


"Thanks," she replied to him setting herself up on the couch. She set down her knife, crossbow, backpack, and quiver down onto the coffee table set up right in front of her. She kept her pistol under the pillow, just in case. She shut her eyes for a moment thinking about how her life would be without the apocalypse. A tear came out after having a few flashbacks of home and her family but she wiped it away. A few minutes later she was out, dead sleep. She hadn't gotten rest in a few days leaving her body weak and fatigue most the time. She was too scared to sleep, anything could happen and every time she did fall asleep she would wake up screaming to some nightmare, but tonight there were none.
 
Jordan walks up to Emma checking if she's asleep. "Shes dead asleep wow It's impossible for me to sleep living in this hell hole." Jordan says quietly. He walks around the house checking the pictures that are hanged on the wall, It shows a mom, dad and a kid. "I wonder where they are now" Jordan thinks. He walks into a room, hearing growling sounds. He removes his knife from his jeans, tucking his revolver into the right side of his jeans. He opens the door rushing to hit the zombie with the knife. He slams the knife into the zombie's head trying to make as little noise as possible. "Well I found the dad." He cackles to himself.
 
Emma Duncan ♥ Feeling: Sleep


Emma rustles around the couch talking in her sleep, "What was that?" she mumbled. She starts to have a few dreams, a lot were just a lot of fuzz, but there was one in particular about her and her little brother. She woke up, "Mason!" she looked around the room confused with her hand on her face down in her lap crying.
 

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