Autumn
Popcorn Connoisseur
Athena moved as quietly and quickly as possible, staying as close to the buildings as possible. She froze, seeing the familiar gait of a person infected. She pressed herself against the building, hand tightly gripping her hunting knife. Please don't make me use this, she thought to herself. Athena felt like there was a piece of the person left there. The infected meandered past her on the opposite side of the street, paying her no attention. She waited until it rounded the corner and began to move again, keeping her steps light. It was a sunny, hot afternoon. Strands of blonde hair that didn't stay in her messy bun were hanging around her face. Her sky blue eyes scanned streets for anything useful. Or dangerous. She shouldered her pack more securely and turned a corner. She could finally see the woods that surrounded the city.
Then something else caught her eye: at least ten infected between her and safety. She opted just to run for it, feeling that she could get around them and, if any followed, lose them in the woods. She started to sprint a fast as she could along the deserted sidewalk, focusing on her destination. She hear the groans and growls of the infected as she ran by. As she reached the end of the block, she took a quick glance back. About five infected were following her, limping as fast as they could. The sight was gruesome: bodies mangled, organs exposed, irises a milky white. Athena picked up speed, focusing again on the woods. She reached the edge of the trees and plunged into the brush. Branches tore at her skin as she tried to put distance between herself and the infected. She began to slow after a minute if running, coming to a stop in one of the more dense parts of the wood. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. Her heart froze when she heard a rustling sound from somewhere near her. An infected emerged, stumbling towards her. A surprised scream escaped her lips as the infected closed in.
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Cole walked easily through the underbrush of the woods, searching for tonight's dinner. He sighed, deciding to give it a rest for now. Turning south, he headed for his makeshift camp in a small clearing. He had very little trouble with the dead out here. There was plenty of food in the sort for them right now. He knew he would have to move soon.
Cole emerged into the clearing slowly, checking to make sure no one had wandered into his camp. Deeming it safe, he sat on the log next to the now cold campfire from the night before. Maybe I should find some traveling companions, he thought to himself. He searched his campsite to see what food was left, trying to find food for lunch.
Then something else caught her eye: at least ten infected between her and safety. She opted just to run for it, feeling that she could get around them and, if any followed, lose them in the woods. She started to sprint a fast as she could along the deserted sidewalk, focusing on her destination. She hear the groans and growls of the infected as she ran by. As she reached the end of the block, she took a quick glance back. About five infected were following her, limping as fast as they could. The sight was gruesome: bodies mangled, organs exposed, irises a milky white. Athena picked up speed, focusing again on the woods. She reached the edge of the trees and plunged into the brush. Branches tore at her skin as she tried to put distance between herself and the infected. She began to slow after a minute if running, coming to a stop in one of the more dense parts of the wood. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. Her heart froze when she heard a rustling sound from somewhere near her. An infected emerged, stumbling towards her. A surprised scream escaped her lips as the infected closed in.
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Cole walked easily through the underbrush of the woods, searching for tonight's dinner. He sighed, deciding to give it a rest for now. Turning south, he headed for his makeshift camp in a small clearing. He had very little trouble with the dead out here. There was plenty of food in the sort for them right now. He knew he would have to move soon.
Cole emerged into the clearing slowly, checking to make sure no one had wandered into his camp. Deeming it safe, he sat on the log next to the now cold campfire from the night before. Maybe I should find some traveling companions, he thought to himself. He searched his campsite to see what food was left, trying to find food for lunch.