Beefjugger
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"Hello?" Trevor had yelled. He had watched a middle aged woman ran into the forest. Obviously she didn't hear him. He sat down against the wall. His eyes started to water, but he quickly blinked the tears away. He was lonely. He had been like this for what felt like forever. He had no idea how long it had been since the zombies started appearing. He was scared, alone, and hungry. He hadn't realised that his supplies had gone shockingly low, with only having a protein bar and an almost empty gatorade. He knew he was going to die soon if he didn't move, so he put away his food and drink, and stood up. He walked into the building he had leaned against. Nothing. He went down the street searching. Nothing. Trevor knew that woman would have taken everything, but it was worth the search. He turned off the road, and into the forest. It was just like when he ran away from his home. Trevor had taken a protein bar, and a bottle of water. He also had brought a pack of smokes, but he discarded those a long time ago. He ran into the forest, and walked into a clearing, where a caravan was. Trevor remembered it like it was yesterday. He sighed, and continued walking. It wasn't long until he ran into a small shed, which kept gardening supplies, such as shovels and rakes. Nothing useful, but it was the most excitement he had in a while. He ate and drank his remaining rations, and continued walking. It wasn't long before he heard voices, and crunching leaves. He quickly ducked and hid behind a thick bush. He then, peeked over the bush...
