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Realistic or Modern Zombie Apocalypse! (Always accepting!)

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After hour of running his wolves would stop by a house breathing slightly heavy he would wait to catch his breath hiding in the shadows
 
"David, just eat it. If you want go find something in the kitchen and eat from it like that." Mason kicked her feet up on the table.
 
After finishing catching his breath he would stalk to the front door his black trench coat moving in the wind as he gazed at the door the sound of his footsteps hitting the steps
 
"Someone's full of insults today." Mason chewed. "Very snappy, you are." She heard the footsteps and got up, her chair sliding back to the wall. "Someone's here." She mumbled before abandoning her food and going to the front door, retrieving her bow and arrow.
 
(Keon, it would take you a little over a day to get here while going 10 miles an hour, which is an average male running speed. I did the math with the cart going 30mph, standard golf cart speed.)
 
After 10 minutes so working on the door the click of the door unlocking would bring him satification. He slowly get up And turn the doornob he would sneak into the garage without being noticed and open the garage door silently allowing the wolves to come in
 
He rolled his eyes. He gets up from his epmty plate, and throws his gas mask on. "Everyone, away from the door." He says, as he tosses a tear gas through a 2nd floor open window. It lands in the herd of dogs.
 
Daisie heard the gunshots and tried ignoring them. Her heart started to race as she didn't understand what was going on. The zombie hord was already there and all she could do was sit there and patch up Mia. She slowly slipped the brace on Mia and smiled. "Keep that on there for a while." She said and smiled before she stood up and opened the curtains a little. She shook her head and locked the door. "Great..."
 
(Fine. But you aren't in the garage. You can't do a 10 minute timeskip. We wouldn't just wait at the door. You just got gassed while fiddling with the door)
 
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