Hi, if you haven't read the first part, I strongly advise you do otherwise you probably won't understand where this came from 
@WxlfBqe @MiaRqse @ClumsyJack @KonaIsSpooky @ISpoooookyPanda
I was awoken by the sound of screams and snarls and gunfire. I was so confused by what was going on. The plane was completely destroyed, but no one seemed to be on it. To my left there were two people on a small island, both of them had guns. I was like Where did those guns come from? I finally managed to sit up, and when I did, there was a low grumble below me. Then something popped out from the wreckage. It had green skin, a ripped blue shirt and devilish red eyes. It was a zombie.
Ha, see how I built that suspense there? You see it? Ha!
I couldn't really run away, seeming that I was too shocked and I was just lying on the floor. So, I suppose I just crawled backwards really fast and face planted into the ground. Somehow. I'm a miracle worker.
I looked up, and the zombie didn't seem to chase me. I got up slowly and made my way out of the wreckage and into the moonlight. I bolted for the first thing I saw; a high-school. Not exactly Fort Knox, but it would work for now.
I calmed myself down a little bit once I got inside. Lockers were all over the walls, and they didn't look so good. They had rusted and some of them had lost their doors. So many thoughts were running through my head. What happened? How did it happen? Why did it happen? And where was everyone else? Had they all been devoured by the zombies? I shuddered to think, but I knew they were smarter. They found a way to survive, and were now fighting for their lives.
A chest was sat in the corner of the room. I ran for it and opened it with so much force I cracked the lid. I took something long out: it was a beautiful shotgun, loaded and everything.
There was another growl, more angry this time. I whirled around, and a horde of zombies were heading for my shelter. Some of them hung back because of the shotgun, but the dumber ones charged.
I locked my shotgun and yelled 'Come at get some!' (I know that's not the best battle cry, but it was a desperate moment, okay?)
'Wait!' another voice yelped. 'Help me!' I rushed towards the nearest door where the sound was coming from and kicked it down. A zombie was hunched over the wall. Something, someone had been cornered.
I shot the zombie and looked down. I recognised the face instantly.
'Jack?!' I was so bewildered by his presence I thought I would have been eaten by zombies, but Jack woke me up. He had a rifle, also locked and loaded, ready to fight stuff.
'I'll explain later! But first, let's roast these zombies!' he yelled.
'Boi!' I shouted.
Jack looked at me with an awkward expression. 'Not THAT kind of roast. Come on!' We aimed our guns and got ready to fight.
@WxlfBqe @MiaRqse @ClumsyJack @KonaIsSpooky @ISpoooookyPanda
I was awoken by the sound of screams and snarls and gunfire. I was so confused by what was going on. The plane was completely destroyed, but no one seemed to be on it. To my left there were two people on a small island, both of them had guns. I was like Where did those guns come from? I finally managed to sit up, and when I did, there was a low grumble below me. Then something popped out from the wreckage. It had green skin, a ripped blue shirt and devilish red eyes. It was a zombie.
Ha, see how I built that suspense there? You see it? Ha!
I couldn't really run away, seeming that I was too shocked and I was just lying on the floor. So, I suppose I just crawled backwards really fast and face planted into the ground. Somehow. I'm a miracle worker.
I looked up, and the zombie didn't seem to chase me. I got up slowly and made my way out of the wreckage and into the moonlight. I bolted for the first thing I saw; a high-school. Not exactly Fort Knox, but it would work for now.
I calmed myself down a little bit once I got inside. Lockers were all over the walls, and they didn't look so good. They had rusted and some of them had lost their doors. So many thoughts were running through my head. What happened? How did it happen? Why did it happen? And where was everyone else? Had they all been devoured by the zombies? I shuddered to think, but I knew they were smarter. They found a way to survive, and were now fighting for their lives.
A chest was sat in the corner of the room. I ran for it and opened it with so much force I cracked the lid. I took something long out: it was a beautiful shotgun, loaded and everything.
There was another growl, more angry this time. I whirled around, and a horde of zombies were heading for my shelter. Some of them hung back because of the shotgun, but the dumber ones charged.
I locked my shotgun and yelled 'Come at get some!' (I know that's not the best battle cry, but it was a desperate moment, okay?)
'Wait!' another voice yelped. 'Help me!' I rushed towards the nearest door where the sound was coming from and kicked it down. A zombie was hunched over the wall. Something, someone had been cornered.
I shot the zombie and looked down. I recognised the face instantly.
'Jack?!' I was so bewildered by his presence I thought I would have been eaten by zombies, but Jack woke me up. He had a rifle, also locked and loaded, ready to fight stuff.
'I'll explain later! But first, let's roast these zombies!' he yelled.
'Boi!' I shouted.
Jack looked at me with an awkward expression. 'Not THAT kind of roast. Come on!' We aimed our guns and got ready to fight.
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