Jared: *sitting on couch* …Well we finished playing Mario Kart…now what?

Sam: Now we visit Seth…which we never got to do ever. Ever.

Jared: You’re right, we have never paid him a visit ever! It’s always just him running up finding us with something new he discovered or something.

Seth: *runs over to them* You guys! I discovered something new or something! I need you to come with me.

Sam: …Awww. But, okay!

Jared: *stands up* Lead the way.

Seth: Alright, come on. *runs off*

Jared: *turns to Sam* Come on. *follows Seth*

Sam: *follow*

*in Seth’s laboratory*

Seth: *standing in front of Saturan’s cage, which has a sheet over it* Alright, so I developed this kind of mutation by accident, so after I found this out I wanted to test it, so I did on my faithful rat. *takes sheet off* Behold!

Saturans: *running on his wheel, not looking any different than before*

Sam: Aww, look at him on his wheel… *pause* …Sooo…what’s this mutation thing?
Seth: It is a complicated strain of DNA which… *goes on*

Jared: *looking at Saturans* …Hey…I didn’t know you had a rat.

Seth: *stops and looks at him* …You were the one who gave him to me.

Jared: Ooooh…yeah…right. *looks over* Hey, when did you get a rat?

Seth: …In any case, this disease I guess you can call it infects the cellular division process which gives the skin a… *goes on*

*later*

Seth: And thus, wraps up my explanation, now if you don’t mind I must get him detoxified before he starts rotting, can you bring him out I need to get his box from Hailey, s’cuse me. *leaves*

Sam: Okay! *opens cage and reaches for him* Wait, rotting? *picks Saturans up carefully* How are you feeling, little guy? *poke*

Jared: He’s fine. *grabs him from Sam* Now we gotta go and get you detoxified now don’t we? *turns around, takes a step and bangs his knee on a small table* Ah frick! *drops Saturans*

Sam: Way to go

Saturans: *runs off under a table*

Jared: Oh great, where’d he go? *looks around*

Sam: Over there! *points*

Jared: Ugh…it’s been one of those days, come on Sam. *starts looking around*

Sam: *ducks down and starts looking under tables and such* Hey, there he goes! Into the…vent…crap

Seth: *comes back holding a small box* Alright where is he?

Jared: *stands up* I don’t know! Quit looking at me! *runs off*

Sam: It wasn’t me! *flees*

Seth: *looks at the empty cage, then at all the stuff spilled everywhere* …Somehow I knew they’d screw everything up, damn it! He must have gone through the vent, I must find him before he gets scared by someone and bites them. *leaves*

*in the vents*

Saturans: *running along the vents before falling into a hole, then lands on something soft*

Matthew: Gh… *staring at him* …

Saturans: *looking back at him*

Matthew: …Don’t scream…don’t want him to bite you again…

Saturans: *crawls into his hair and up on his head*

Matthew: Eep…

Saturans: *continues his way, and goes underneath his clothes*

Matthew: *twitches* AAAAHHHH!!! *gets bitten* OW!

Saturans: *runs out and off the bed*

Matthew: *sits up* Damn it! Where did he go? *looks around*

Saturans: *runs into a hole in the wall and out the room*

Matthew: *runs after him* Seth! Seth!

Seth: *goes over to him* What? Did you find him?

Matthew: Yeah, that little prick bit me.

Seth: Uh oh… do you know where he went? Um, hang on you need to come with me first.

*two days later*

Matthew: *sitting on a chair*

Seth: *trying to figure some way to counteract the virus* Come on…come on… damn it! *throws mask off and sits himself down*

Matthew: What? What’s happening?

Seth: Okay…maybe this won’t be so bad…yes…not bad, you know what Matthew? Just go, go live your life, I’m overreacting to this whole thing.

Matthew: Uh…okay. *gets up and leaves*

Seth: *buries face in his hands* There’s no way it will spread…no way.

*later*

Matthew: *walking on the sidewalk* …What the hell was he talking about? *coughs* Gleh. *coughs up blood* What the? *growls* What’s happening? *runs to the closest person and bites him*

Person: AHHG! What the hell!? *pulls back and runs off*

Matthew: What the hell is going on? *runs off*

*at home*

Jared: *sitting with Sam* …Well I’m bored.

Sam: Same…but…we’re playing Mario Kart…what’s going on?!

Jared: *shrugs* Something’s up, something huge, I can feel it in me boots.

Hailey: You’re not wearing any boots.

Jared: Oh…well I can feel it in me socks.

Hailey: You’re not wearing any socks either.

Jared: Oh…well I can feel it in me feet.

Hailey: Your feet were eaten by Ixion this morning.

Jared: Oh…well…I can feel it in me boots.

Sam: Hm…speaking of boots, let’s do something else for once

Jared: Sounds good to me.

Sam: But what…?

Jared: *snaps fingers* I got it! Let’s play Mario Kart!

Sam: BRILLIANT

*knock at the door*

Jared: Who the hell is that? *gets up and goes to open door*

Sam: WHO IS IT *controls Corpse Dan Joe to push past Jared and open the door*

Kari: *standing on the doorstep* Uh…hello

Corpse Dan Joe: *waves*

Sam: Hi Kari!

Jared: *sits back down* Good afternoon.

Kari: Hello! I have some time off today, so I thought I’d come visit.^^ What’s up?

Sam: We were just going to play Mario Kart

Hailey: Why don’t you play anything else? Not that I’m saying Mario Kart isn’t good, you’re wearing out its novelty.

Sam: It’s just good enough to never get old, that’s all.

Kari: I see…and who’s this little guy? *motions to Cyrus who is sitting on the couch looking through a pop up book*

Sam: This is Cyrus, remember? Grage dumped him off here yesterday and hasn’t shown up since…

Jared: That deadbeat

Sam: Wouldn’t Icarus be the deadbeat? Since he’s the dad

Jared: I don’t know. *sips drink*

Sam: Then again they’re both guys, so…yeah

Kari: o.O Well, it’s nice to meet you again Cyrus! He sure has grown quickly… *goes to sit next to him* What are you looking at, Cy-

Sam: STAY AWAY FROM HIM!! *pulls her back*

Kari: Ah! Why?

Sam: Um…he doesn’t like strangers. It took three maulings, fifteen mutilations and six beatings for me to get a chance to even sit near him myself.

Jared: That wasn’t Cyrus, you just kept sitting on Smokey’s tail.

Smokey: *shifty eyes*

Sam: Aww…well, either way, caution is advised with Cyrus

Cyrus: I’m right here…and I can hear you, you know…

Sam: … *flees*

Jared: *looks at Hailey* Where’s your kid?

Hailey: You’ve been sitting beside her for hours now.

Jared: *looks beside him* Oh, what do you know.

Cyrus: When is mom coming back?

Jared: *looks at him* Oh Cyrus, mommy is never coming back because he hates you.

Sam: Jared!

Jared: Well it’s true, better to break it to him now than years down the road.

Cyrus: *pouts angrily* I’m not stupid. *mumbles* And mommy said I’d be a good hunter like him at least….so he can’t hate me that much…

Icarus: *walks in* Sup.

Jared: Nothing…nothing at all.

Sam: So, does your girl have a name yet?

Icarus: Yes.

Sam: …And?

Icarus: …Well I can’t remember.

Hailey: Her name is Phobos.

Sam: PHOBIAS!? What kind of name is that?

Hailey: I clearly said Phobos you idiot.

Sam: PHOTOS!? What kind of name is that?

Hailey: God, never mind.

Sam: PHOBOS!? What kind of name is that?

Jared: …In any case, what brings you to our hoose?

Icarus: Shut up. *sits down*

Jared: That’s a…good reason I guess.

Cyrus: Who’s that *points at Icarus*

Jared: That’s your father.

Sam: His name is Icarus. Feel free to shake your fist in a disgruntled manner at him and curse his very soul.

Cyrus: …Father? I thought I already had a daddy

Jared: Well you see Cyrus…when two males love each other very much-

Sam: *raises hand to silence him* That is a talk for another time my friend…right now we have a grave and serious matter to discuss

Jared: …We do?

Sam: Yeah, we do! =D As you know, we play Mario Kart at the beginning of a boot shaking adventure so often it’s beginning to jump the shark. WE NEED A NEW GAME

*few minutes later*

Everyone: *playing Scrabble*

Sam: … *turns to Icarus* You got any kings?

Jared: This is boring, you’re boring everyone Sam, I’m going to Moe’s.

Sam: Aww…but I was going to get a royal flush

Jared: *stops and looks around* …Hey…usually wherever Hailey is Matthew is…where is he?

Sam: No idea…maybe he’s with Kaian…or stalking Samaya… *accidently knocks her letters over* =O YAHTZEE!

Ixion: *comes out of kitchen wearing a pink frilly apron* Lunch is ready.

Everyone: *stares*

Sam: I…I ate already, thanks

Jared: Yeeah…I ate too.

Ixion: …Well, I found all this stuff in that large, noisy, cold white box in there. *holds up a plate* I thought maybe you’d like it? *sets it down*

Kari: Ooh, steaks. Say, I don’t think I’ve met you before either. My name is Kari!

Ixion: Nice to meet you, I’m Ixion H. Daedalus.

Kari: Hm, I’ve heard that surname before…ah, but let me get some plates for everyone!

Sam: Kari…Kari no! KARI!! *slow motion* NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

Kari: *back with the plates* What are you yelling for?

Sam: …I have a cavity

Jared: Everybody does…everybody does.

Seth: *bursts in* You guys! Where’s Matthew?!

Sam: Why isn’t that funny, we were just talking about him a few hours ago!

Jared: Well I haven’t the foggiest idea of where that chum may be.

Sam: In fact, nobody does. Why?

Seth: I’ve figured out something important. *runs off*

Jared: Well then…

Sam: I wonder what that was all aboot

Jared: Who knows.

*one week later*

Jared: *watching T.V.* …This is boring.

Sam: *playing Guess Who with Cyrus* Serves you right for watching the news.

Cyrus: It’s your turn.

Sam: Okay…let’s see here…does he look like a bitch?

Cyrus: … *studies the card* …Yes

Sam: *starts flipping the little things down* Okay…

Reporter: In a gruesome series of events these past few days, a strange and seemingly unrelated group of people have been wreaking havoc among the city. Many people have been hospitalized with what appeared to be bite wounds and symptoms of illness, and not long after began attacking health care workers. Investigators have found that upon closer inspection the bite wounds were not from an animal but another human being. Rabies was a suspected cause by some onlookers, but… *keeps blabbing*

Jared: *watching with a blank stare* Huh…

Sam: What?

Jared: I dunno, it almost seems as something has broken out.

Sam: Oh great, another pandemic. Well, until I get it I’ll try not to die too much…

Cyrus: My turn *knocks over more pictures* …Does he look like a pot head?

Sam: WHO TAUGHT YOU ABOUT POT HEADS?! …But yeah, he does

Reporter: And it seems- wait. *turns head*

Camera: *pans to the right to see large amounts of people running towards them*

Reporter: It seems that- …holy shit run! *starts running with the cameraman close behind* We have to- *gets pounced on and knocked to the ground* Ahhh!! Cut the transmission! Cut it! Cu- AHHHHH!! *starts getting ripped open*

Camera: *cuts off into static*

Jared: …Whoa, did you just see that? I tell you, the scenes in this movie are so realistic.

Sam: *wide eyes* Jared, you were watching the news

Jared: The…wait…I’m not watching Dawn of the Dead? Then…that…oh god.

Sam: I know…I never thought I’d see the day you watched informative television free of explosions

Jared: Me neither…but holy crap, that guy just got ripped apart on television. People must be freaking out…but it’s nowhere near Christmas.

Sam: …What does Christmas have to do with anything?

Jared: I dunno but…holy crap.

Cyrus: *munching on some cheerios out of a plastic baggie* What kind of demon was that?

Jared: I don’t know. *looks at the VCR* Luckily I was taping this for some reason, now we can see what happened and what the hell those things were. *proceeds to set it up*

Sam: Why don’t we have that TV thing where we can rewind it?

Jared: Because…we don’t. *presses play and slows it down* … *pauses* Right there, look at those.

Sam: Hm…they look just like people. That thing he was talking about must have spread more, the- *pauses and squints* Hey, look behind that one that got the reporter! *points* That guy there, doesn’t he look familiar?

Jared: *looks closely* Yeah…in fact…that looks like…Matthew.

Sam: So that’s where he’s been all week

Cyrus: I thought uncle Ixion went to find him

Sam: No, I asked him to very kindly in exchange for my hand…I am starting to think it was an empty promise on his part. *sniff*

Jared: What? Aren’t you already married?

Sam: No, he needed bones for something.

Jared: Oh…OH!

Sam: Yeah. So I don’t know where he went with that. Anyway, something serious seems to be happening around here.

Jared: Indeed…but what do we do about it?

Sam: Hm…I don’t know. Hey, Seth should know something right? He’s the science guy around here now that Bill Nye is gone

Jared: Yes…let’s go get him! *runs off*

Sam: Come on Cyrus, we’ll finish our game some other time.

Cyrus: Okay… *goes with her*

*later*

Jared: *knocking on Seth’s door* Seth! Seth? Seth! We need your help! Something’s going on out there. *turns doorknob and it opens* …Seth? *peers inside and turns light on* Seth! Are you in here? We need your help!

Seth: *heard from behind a door* Go away!

Jared: *goes over to door* Seth, are you in there?

Seth: Yeah! What do you want?

Jared: Something’s happening outside, can you help us?

Seth: N-No! I’m not going back out there!

Sam: What? Why not?

Seth: B-because! I-I tried to- *cough* I tried to help once! It got me in a lot of trouble!

Sam: Really…? Seth, are you okay in there?

Seth: Yes! I mean…sort of! *starts rambling to himself* M-m-m-my friend…he, he tried to kill me, no…NO! I’m not going back out there! That’s final!

Sam: Okay…okay, fine then! Do you have any idea what’s going on? Tell us everything you know!

Seth: No! That’s for me to know! I’ll never- *cough* I’ll never tell you! *wheeze*

Sam: What? Why the hell not? Tell us right now or we’ll bust our way in and MAKE you tell us!

Seth: I wouldn’t do that! I’ll make them come! *cough* I have the power to! They’ll rip you apart like they did to so many others! Now go away!

Jared: Seth, dude what’s wrong?

Seth: Nothing nothi- *growls* NOTHI- *wheeze* Nothing’s wrong! GO AWAY!

Sam: …Seth? We have portals you know…don’t do anything weird now… *opens a portal*

Seth: Go ahead! Run! That’s all you’ve ever done! *cough*

Sam: We’re coming in

Seth: NO! GET AWAY! *coughs loudly* Don’t come in! This is MY place!

Sam: Yeah well…we’re not here to steal your place. *looks at Jared* Come on. *goes through the portal*

Jared: Wait where are we going?

Sam: Just past this door, since he won’t open it

Jared: Hm, alright. *goes in after her*

Seth: Where did you go!!!?! Get away!!

*loud ringing noise starts going off*

Seth: I warned you mother fuckers! Stay the hell out! Now you’re in for it!

Sam: Cripes, Seth, what is your problem?! *opens the door from the inside* And where are you…? It’s so freaking dark in here.

Seth: *growls* I- *coughs* I- *growls again*

*silence, except for the horde of zombie things clawing their way through the front door*

Jared: *snaps fingers and pulls out a flashlight* Seth? *turns it on and points it to where he heard him last*

Seth: *crouched in the corner* I…warned you… *cough* I- *growls*

Jared: …Seth?

Seth: *turns around and leaps at him*

Jared: *knocked to the ground* Ahhh!

Seth: *starts clawing at him*

Jared: Ahh! Sam! Get him off!

Sam: Ahh! I don’t have a weapon! Wait, wait! Uh, erm…CYRUS! ATTACK THE CRAZY! *tosses him*

Cyrus: Hey! *scowls and lands on Seth’s back* Grr… *aura darkens*

Seth: *jumps off Jared and growls again* Aaahh! *jumps up and disappears into the vents*

Sam: Shit! Cyrus was still on him…Jared, are you okay? *goes over and kneels beside him*

Jared: Ugh…yeah…I think so. *hears banging on the door*

Sam: Damn it! Well…we should probably get Cyrus back…TO THE VENTS *starts struggling to climb into it*

Jared: *pushes her in* Now help me up! *raises arms*

*door starts getting dents in it*

Jared: Hurry up!

Sam: Uhh…maybe you should have gone first. *starts helping to pull him up anyway* URRGHH AAAGHH ARRGGRRAAAAA- *hears breathing behind her* …

Jared: Why’d you stop? They’re making holes in the door!

Sam: Uh…

Voice: We don’t have all day, aunty Sam…

Sam: Oh shit, it’s just you…

Cyrus: *begins pulling Jared up with her*

Jared: *puts feet on the wall and tries to push himself up*

*door gives way and zombies spew in*

Jared: *manages to get in before his foot is grabbed* Oh my God… *sighs* That was close.

Sam: Yeah…come on, they can probably get up here too. Let’s get out of here

Jared: Right, these vents can lead us out of here. *starts crawling forward*

Sam: *follows with Cyrus, and they pass a splattered bloody mess* …Not gonna ask, but okay then

*few moments later*

Jared: It should be right around- *falls down a hole* AHHHHHHhhhhhhh…. *landing sound*

Sam: What do you mean, AAAH- *falls* HHHhhh…. *THUNK*

Cyrus: *sigh* … *jumps after them and lands on Sam* …Where are we now?

Sam: Uugh…dunno… *sits up*

Jared: Sam…get off me.

Sam: Oh, sorry. *gets up*

Jared: *gets up* Ow…alright, we’re finally out. *listens* And that murderous horde is still after us, I can hear them in the vents, let’s go. *runs off*

Sam: Hey, wait up! We shouldn’t split up…and shouldn’t we be looking for something to defend ourselves with?

Jared: Exactly what we are going to do now.

Sam: *searches and finds a light switch and flicks it on* …Whoa…is this Icarus’ room?

Jared: I don’t know, I didn’t even know he had a room. *looks around* …Right, well get something don’t just stand there.

Cyrus: *drags over a chair and starts trying to drag a huge broadsword off a shelf*

Sam: No Cyrus, this is not a toy! Besides, it’s too big for you. Here! *hands him a butter knife*

Cyrus: *glowers, bends it and tosses it away*

Sam: *digs through drawers* Come ooon artillery!

Jared: *opens a shelf* Ah! Found them! Come on, grab whatever you can carry. *starts getting guns and bullets*

Sam: *grabs a few handguns and ammo*
Cyrus: *dragging along a machine gun*

Sam: No, Cyrus, geez! Here *gives him a handgun too* Now remember, this is the shooty end. You point it at the monsters.

Cyrus: I know. *flat look*

Jared: *looks around the bottom* Ah ha! *takes three grenades* These will help us in the long run. *pockets them*

Sam: Indeed! *starts putting some in a bag*

*yelling from the vents is heard*

Jared: Crap, come on, we gotta go now. *zips up a bag and heads for the door*

Sam: Let’s go then. *slings bag over shoulder and heads out the door*

Cyrus: *follows, carrying his own little bag*

Jared: *shuts door behind them as the zombies drop in from the vent* Alright, run and don’t look back.

Sam: Can you keep up, Cyrus?
Cyrus: I can outrun you any day, aunty.

Jared: *stops and kneels down* Just a second. *takes out a plastic explosive and puts it on the ground*

Sam: Alright…GO *runs*

Jared: *arms it and runs too*

Cyrus: *gone ahead*

Zombies: *smash their way through the door*

Plastic: *explodes, taking the zombies and the whole house down*

Jared: *lying on ground with hands over his head as pieces of wood and stuff rain around him, Sam and Cyrus* … *raises head* Everyone alright?

Sam: *gets up* …Yeah. *has a wooden beam through her stomach*

Cyrus: I’m okay

Jared: Alright go- *looks at Sam* Uhh…

Sam: What? Is there something on my face?

Cyrus: … *motions her down to his level*

Sam: What?

Cyrus: *grabs the beam and yanks it out*

Sam: AAAUUUUUGHHHH!!! *fades away*

Jared: …Don’t worry, she’ll come back. Come, we must get away, that explosion might have attracted more of those things.

Cyrus: Okay…

Jared: We’ll make our way to Kaian’s, I’m sure his house should be safe for some time. *starts going ahead*

Cyrus: *following* Kaian’s? Will mom will be there too?

Jared: I don’t know, but chances are…maybe.

Sam: Maybe.5 at most

Cyrus: *weird look* Mom only goes there if it’s for a meeting…I’m not sure why

Sam: That is The Big Five, little guy. They are evil and do evil things such as teaching children swear words and shaking their fists at old people on their porches while sending menacing glowers to the puppies at the orphanage.

Cyrus: …What?

Sam: You know what, let’s just be quiet the rest of the way there.

*few minutes later*

Jared: *walking* …Alright…it’s quiet, that’s a bad thing, no one make any loud noise.

Sam: *has headphones on* WHAT?!
*yelling is heard all around them*

Jared: *facepalm* Fuck. *goes to Sam and bats the headphones off her head* You fool! Now they know we’re here!

Sam: I’m sorry! I was under the spell of Banana Phone! CURSE YOU, RAFFIIIII!!! *shakes fist to the sky and lightning flashes*

Cyrus: Now it’s raining, too…great

Zombies: *start pouring out of every open door or alleyway*

Jared: Uh… *looks around* This can’t get any worse can it?

Sam: It can now that you’ve alerted Murphy to our presence. Now his law is going to activate. Grand. Just grand.

Cyrus: *shooting zombies in the head* Are you guys going to talk about stupid stuff all day or what?

Sam: You’re a child, you shouldn’t be criticizing our conversations! *gets her gun out and starts shooting as well*

Jared: *takes out gun too* Fire and run, into that building! *points*

Sam: Alright! *starts running, but misses a lot of shots* Damn my aim SUCKS

Cyrus: My gun has no more bullets… *chucks it through a zombie’s head*

Jared: *kicks open door and leads them in* Come on! *shuts door behind them* Damn there’s a TON of them.

Sam: I know…this whole virus thing is spiraling out of control fast…crap, why did Seth have to go mad? Now we’re screwed unless we can get any information ourselves…

Jared: Indeed…well come on, before they break the door and eat us alive. *walks past them*

*walking up stairs*

Jared: I hope we can find an easier path by looking from far up.

Sam: Without getting caught on the roof or somethi- …Wait, how are we going to get down?

Jared: This building is connected with the tunnels! We’ll use that and get to some other area.

Sam: Hmm…okie dokies

Cyrus: Why aren’t we using the elevator?

Sam: Because that would take too much time and effort

Jared: Exactly, besides, we’re almost there anyway.

Cyrus: 9.9 Well…the cable could’ve been broken anyway I guess…

*few minutes later*

Jared: *reaches a door* Phew…finally! *pushes on it* … *pushes on it again* …It’s locked.

Sam: Can we shoot it open?

Jared: Maybe. Just a second. *knocks on door* Hello? Is anyone there?

Sam: Now WHY would anyone be here? …Wait, people always get stuck on rooftops in zombie movies.

Jared: Precisely.

Voice: Who’s there?

Jared: Let us in!

Voice: Were any of you bitten?

Jared: Nope.

*chatter is heard then the door opens*

Person: Hurry up get up here. *leads them up and shuts the door* So what brings you three here? Chased in by the zombies I presume.

Sam: Pretty much.

Jared: Anyway, we just came up to look over the edge over thurr. *goes over and looks out*

????: Jared?

Jared: Huh? *turns around and gets knocked to the ground by Kaia* What are you doing here? You shouldn’t be here.

Kaia: I was trying to get away from the zombies in our realm, but they’re here too!

Jared: Ah I see… WAIT! What about Earl!?

Kaia: He’s fine, I left him with Renee.

Jared: Oh…okay then.

Sam: But what about Earlette?!

Both: *look at her* …Who?

Sam: …You know? Kaian and Jaden’s kid?

Jared: That’s not our problem.

Sam: I see. Well, can you see anything down there that will actually help us?

Jared: Indeed. *shoves Kaia off him and looks over the edge again* Over there. *points* We can probably get to there through the tunnels, but after that we’ll have to go the rest of the way above ground. *looks straight down* Which is great since most of the zombies are concentrated around this area.

Sam: *looks down too* …For now. Come on then, no time to waste

Person: *goes over to them* Sorry, I couldn’t help over hearing but…did you have an escape plan?

Jared: Yes, yes we did.

Person: Do you mind if the rest of us tag along?

Sam: Hm…not really.

Jared: The more survivors the better and- *looks and sees Jeff* Hey it’s you! For once the black guy survived!

Jeff: Excuse me? *raises eyebrow*

Jared: Nothing…sorry, well come on then, we gotta make our way to the basement.

Sam: And while we’re at it, we gotta find the princess!

Luigi: And YOU gotta help us!

Jared: So if you need instructions, check out the enclosed instruction book.

Cyrus: *at the door helping Jeff hold them open for everyone* Are we going yet?

Jared: Yes…yes we are. *goes through the door*

*later*

Jared: *pushes open a door and peers into a room* … *walks in* Okay, let’s go.

Sam: So… *looks at the new members of their group* I know Kaia, and Jeff…sort of…who are the rest of you?

Some old guy: I’m Harry

Some girl: Kelsie.

Some big jerk: I’m Ross.

Some guy: I’m Garry.

Jared: *looks at Kelsie and Garry* Hey, you are wearing the Sennen Mafia outfits!

Sam: Oh Jared that’s ridiculous, just because someone is wearing a Sennen Mafia outfit doesn’t mean they’re from the Sennen Mafia. It’s such a common suit

Both: We are though.

Sam: Really? Well what do you know! Have either of you shot at us before?

Kelsie: Nope.

Garry: I think once.

Jared: That’s nice, come on, before those things get us.

Ross: Hey. *nods at him* Where’d you get the guns? We could use some of those

Jared: Uhh…we kinda blew up the house they were in.

Sam: Yeeeaahh…and I don’t know where else you could get them. Oh, I think I have an extra though!

Ross: Well come on, pass it here

Sam: *gives him a gun* Here you go!

Ross: Sweet…

Cyrus: How far do we have to go now?

Jared: Not too far, just down another set of stairs. *looks around the offices* Which is probably over there somewhere…

Sam: Yeah. Be careful, there could be zombies in here too.

Jeff: This is way too surreal…I mean, zombies? Those are just people with illnesses, right?

Jared: Yes, but they weren’t quarantined so it spread, now almost everyone’s dead, and with that out of our way let us be off. *walks ahead*

Jeff: It’s still insane! Where’s the government in all this? The police?
Sam: Probably dead.

Harry: Pah! The government is probably behind all this hoohaw

Sam: Well, whoever it was, the most we can do at this point is survive. *shrug*

*growl is heard somewhere in the cubicles*

Ross: Shit! *stops and aims where the growl was heard* What the fuck was that?
Sam: Quiet…

*scream is heard and a zombie leaps from the dark onto Ross*

Ross: *screaming like a girl* AHH! Get it off! Get it off! *shoots and misses*

Jared: *runs over and kicks the zombie in the face* Kill it!

Sam: Crud… *aims, but the zombie gets shot in the face before she can fire*

Kelsie: *shoots it again until it stops moving* Okay…

Ross: *getting up* Phew, good thing I’m invincible. *walks off*

Sam: …What the hell?

Kelsie: …What? No thank you?

Jared: Riiight…anyhoot, stairs are just over there. *leads them to the stairs* Okie doke, I have no idea what’s in these tunnels, so hopefully they’re empty for the most part.

Cyrus: Right…these aren’t leading us away from where we need to go, are they?

Jared: Nope, all we gotta do is follow the purple line on the wall. *heads down the stairs*

Sam: Why are there tunnels underneath this building anyway?

Jared: Who knows. *steps in something* Ah! *turns on flashlight and sees that he stepped in someone’s ripped open stomach* …Watch your step. *keeps going*

Jeff: Ugh… *keeps going*

Sam: *looks at Garry and Kelsie* So, if you’re with Kaian, what were you doing stuck on a building?

Kelsie: Well after we found out what was going on most of us fled…including us, I don’t know what happened to Frederick or any of the others, I’m sure Reggie and Reinhard are still with Kaian.

Harry: Now hold up a minute…this Sennen whatcherjjigger you’re talking about, is that some sort of secret service thing? What do you know about what’s goin’ on?

Kelsie: I guess you can call it a service…more of an underground organized crime sort of thing.

Garry: *elbows her* Kelsie, shut up.

Kelsie: What? *lowers voice* Do you actually think this old geezer will stay alive long enough to tell anyone? Besides, most of the police are dead.

Garry: Well I don’t know, expect the unexpected. *goes ahead*

Harry: *suspicious look*

Kelsie: *sigh* Listen, I don’t care what your impression of us is, our mafia didn’t have anything to do with what’s happening.

Jared: *stops at a door that reads “Tunnels”* This is it Lui- I mean everyone.

Sam: Gee, sure is dark in there

Cyrus: The door’s not open yet

Kelsie: *looks down* And I’ve been meaning to ask…why is there a talking baby with us?

Sam: You know, I would figure someone who’s in the Sennen Mafia would have met Kaian’s kids a few times to get used to the idea…but anyway…Cyrus just talks, okay. He just does. End of story

Kelsie: I…see

Ross: No one cares about the damn kid, let’s go already *opens door*

Cyrus: *glares*

Jared: You know who could really help in times like these? Faith. *goes through too*

Harry: Ah yes…the Good Lord will help pull us through

Ross: Oh great, you’ve got the old timer all churchy on us.

Jared: I said who not what, Faith is a person…ish…sorta…uh…who cares.

Sam: Jared, these people’s minds have already been blown by the zombies swarming around the city, don’t bring angels into it

Jared: Right…of course.

*small noises are heard above and behind them*

Jared: *turns around quickly* What was that? You guys here that? What was that? I heard something. You all hear that? Sounded like something sticking. Anyone else hear that? I heard that. No one else heard that? I heard that. Who heard that? I heard that. What was that?

Sam: We all heard it, Jared. Here, give me the flashlight.

Cyrus: Maybe we should just keep going

Sam: But that would give way to a sneak attack of some sort.

Cyrus: Not on all of us. Mr. Invincible could hold them off, I’m sure

Jared: He’s right, let’s go. *quickly scans the ceiling with the flashlight*

Zombie: *covered in sticky slime is standing on the ceiling*

Jared: AH!

Sticky zombie: *reaches and grabs him*

Jared: Oh god! Help me!

Sticky Zombie: *quickly crawls away with Jared stuck to its back, and disappears around a corner*

Sam: Ah! …GET BACK HERE!! *follows it*

Cyrus: … *sigh* Wait! *goes after her too*

Ross: …Well, they’re fucked. *heads off in the direction they were going before*

Harry: Will they be alright?
Kelsie: Eh…who knows.

Garry: *picks up flashlight off ground* Well they’d better, he had the plan.

Kelsie: …Damn, you’re right

Jeff: Come on, we can’t just leave them, they were helping us too! *runs off*

*somewhere else*

Jared: *still stuck to the zombie* Help! I can’t get off! Sam! Kill it!

Sam: *running after them* Hold on!

Cyrus: I’ll try… *aims gun* …You’re in the way, I might hit you… *jumps on Sam’s shoulder and jumps ahead*

Zombie: *stops and starts dripping gunk out of it’s mouth*

Sam: *stops before it lands on her* Eww! What the hell is that?

Cyrus: Don’t touch it... *aims at the zombie and shoots, hitting it in the face*

Zombie: *garbled screech, and it spits out more ooze with the bullet in it*

Sam: …Well that didn’t work

Cyrus: *shoots its legs and it screeches again*

Sam: Jared, it didn’t bite you did it?

Jared: No, but I think it was going to. *looks around* I think I’m going to be stuck to this thing for a while.

Cyrus: Aim for it’s feet and legs…we can at least get it off the ceiling *shoots*

Sam: Caaan do *shoots and it just gets stuck in goo* …Aww…

Zombie: *gets one leg shot off and is dangling from the other*

Cyrus: *shoots the other leg*

Sam: You know what I don’t get? I thought you threw your gun through a zombie’s face, Cyrus.

Cyrus: I took your extra from that useless guy.

Sam: …Oh

MEANWHILE

Ross: *surrounded by zombies* It’s okay…it’s okay…I got a gun *digs in pockets* The gun is gone…okay…it’s…uh…FUCK

BACK HERE

Zombie: *drops to the ground*

Jared: AHH-OW! *gets up* Ew, it’s all over me, aw, it’s in my helmet ew its all sticky.

Sam: What is this stuff? …Never mind, I don’t care. *shoots zombie in the back of the head* TAKE THAT!

Zombie: *has already stopped moving*

Cyrus: Well, we can go back now.

Jared: Excellent, just let me clean myself. *brings out a napkin, wipes his face and he is all sticky-free* Let’s go. *tosses napkin and heads back*

Sam: I hope our new group didn’t die while we were gone

Jared: Eh, I’m sure they’re fine.

*few moments later*

Jared: *walking through the tunnels trying to find everyone else* Hm, did you find anything yet?

Sam: Nope…I wonder if they left us behind.

Jared: Only one way to find out, let’s keep going.

Voice: *calling from the distance* Hello? Is anybody there?

Jared: *turns around* Where’d that come from? You hear that?

Sam: Yeah, I heard. *yells* WHO’S THERE?!?

Jared: Geez, keep it down, we may be underground but still…

Sam: We’ll remember that when we’re not lost…or will we?

Voice: *coming closer* Hey, is it you guys? I don’t think I got your names…

Sam: It’s from up ahead!

Jared: Then let us be off! *runs ahead*

Sam: Don’t just leave me behind! *follows*

Jared: Ross? Harry? Kelsie? Garry? Jeff? Any of you there?

Voice: It’s Jeff! It’s dark, I can’t see anything here…

Sam: *crashes into someone* OOF *falls down*

Jared: *takes out flashlight and turns it on* Hello?

Sam: Ow. *gets up*
Jeff: Oh great, I found you! I thought that zombie might’ve…well, that doesn’t matter now. We should go back to the others.

Jared: Alright…where are the others? *looks around*

Jeff: Uh…back where I came from, I guess. I don’t know if any of them followed me.

Jared: Well I guess we’ll have to-

*gunshots are heard*

Jeff: *turns around* Whoa.

Sam: Er…you didn’t run into anything on the way here did you?

Jeff: No….

Ross: *comes running towards them* No time to talk! Giant horde coming our way! *keep running*

Sam: Where are the others?!

Ross: They’re coming!

Kelsie: *runs past* Run! There are too many to shoot!

Jared: Let’s go, we’ll regroup wherever we end up. *runs*

Sam: Okay... *runs*

Cyrus: *following them* Where’s the guy with the funny hair?

Sam: Aw Cyrus, we told you mommy isn’t here right now!

Cyrus: Not mom! The blue haired guy.

Garry: *running behind them with Kaia and Harry* Come on let’s move it! They’re getting closer!

Sam: Agh! Where’d they all come from?

Cyrus: Well, they are everywhere…

Garry: We were fighting some of them off when the ceiling started to crumble, and then a hole appeared and something with giant fricken claws dropped out followed by a lot of those other zombies.

Sam: …Oh. How pleasant.

Cyrus: There’s a door up ahead, and another hallway…I don’t know which way to take though…

Jared: *looks* The hallway!

*suddenly a large menacing figure appears in the hallway*

Jared: Holy frick! The door! Go through the door!

Ross: *trying to open it* It’s locked!!

Kelsie: Outta the way. *tries it and it opens* What the hell? Are you stupid?

Ross: It really wouldn’t open!

Kelsie: Whatever, move it! *goes through*

Everyone: *follows*

Jared: *shuts the door and locks it* Phew…alright lets go, we’ll have to go up on the streets from here.

Sam: Well, that kind of defeated our purpose of going underground in the first place…oh well, as long as we get to Kaian’s it doesn’t matter.

Jared: Indeed, now head up the stairs, I’ll join you in a moment. *takes out another plastic explosive*

Sam: Alright. Don’t take too long.

Everyone: *heads up the stairs*

Jared: Okie doke. *sticks it on the wall and begins hooking it up to the door* Then we put that there and activate this and-

Explosive: *beep*

Jared: Excellent! *runs up the stairs as the door starts getting bashed on from the other side*

Sam: *gets outside* Alright… *looks around* Huh…I guess most of those things are down there…

Garry: *looks around* I know this place, we’re near the HQ. *looks at Kelsie* It’s kinda dead around here if you’ve noticed, maybe there’s still people alive inside.

Kelsie: *shrug* We’ll have to go and see. We’ll need to grab some ammo soon too, I’m running low.

Garry: Yeah, maybe George and Gordon are still ali-

Jared: *runs out* Hit the dirt!

Everyone: *dives on the ground as the explosive goes off and sends rocks flying from underneath*

Sam: …Why haven’t we moved forward more than this yet?

Cyrus: You guys talk too much.

Jared: *looks up* Close. *stands up* It’s pretty quiet around here, use caution.

Garry: We gotta check out the HQ, we’re running low on ammo and there might still be survivors.

Jared: Sounds like a plan.

Sam: TO THE SENNEN MAFIA!! *Batman music plays*

Everyone: *runs into the building*

Garry: Split up, you guys, *points to Sam, Jared, Cyrus, and Ross* Go search for survivors, the rest of us will look for ammo and stuff.

Sam: Can do!

Jared: Indeed! *walks with the others down a hall*

Garry: Let’s go. *leads the rest down a separate hall*

Jared: *looking in the offices* Hello?

Sam: HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO- they’re all dead. Hey, I got an idea!

Jared: What?

Sam: Well…nobody’s around, right?

Jared: Well we don’t know that yet.

Sam: Whatever! Anyway, the chances of getting shot at this time are pretty slim, so why don’t we…look for survivors…in the Big Five’s meeting room? Eh? Eh?

Jared: AAAAhhhhh….I don’t get it.

Sam: We’ve never been in there before! Come on, I wanna see.

Jared: Okay then! *walks down the hall*

Voice: *cough* S-some one…someone there?

Jared: *stops* You hear that? *looks around* Hello?

Voice: Over here! In here!

Jared: *pushes a door open and looks inside* Hey! We got someone! *enters room*

Sam: WHO IS IT?!?!? *busts in beside him*

Person: Name’s O’Reilly, Liam.

Sam: O’Reilly you say? Uh…I’m Sam! =D Are you hurt or anything?

Liam: *looks down* This one thing, came outta new-where , cuver’d in this slimy stuff, took ma foot right off.

Sam: *looks at the blood everywhere* …Now how did I miss that? *looks at Jared and whispers* You don’t think he’s going to turn, do you? Or is that just after people die?

Jared: I’m pretty sure it’s after people die…it’s times like these I wish I listened to Seth.

Liam: *pulls pant leg up* I got the gangrene, I knew this when ah saw it.

Sam: *makes a face* Yeahhh, that looks bad. When did you get attacked?

Liam: Like three hours ago.

Sam: Was it outside? Who brought you in here?

Liam: New, I was attacked in here, slimy bastard came in through the vent, caught me off guard, Murdoch ran off and now I don’t know where he is.

Sam: *looks at the dead clinger on the ground* Again, how do I not notice these things?

Cyrus: *sniffing at the blood* …Is there any food around here?

Jared: Ha, no, it’s all tainted.

Sam: NOT THE SAMMICHES! ....Anyway, we can probably save you, Liam. I don’t know about that leg, though.

Liam: Aye, I don’t care, hack it off I want to live!

Sam: …Well then. How far has the gangrene spread?

Liam: Almost halfway up ma upper leg.

Sam: *looks at Jared* …Okay, I guess we’ll have to amputate! *lowers voice* How do we not kill him, I’ve never done this before! Well, and wanted to save them!

Jared: Hm, I think I’ve been operated on by Seth enough times to know what to do. Get me some ice cubes and a hacksaw.

Sam: …Really? A hacksaw?

Jared: Or something that can be used to- Wait! *digs in bag and brings out a large bread knife* Here we are.

Sam: Didn’t someone have a machete? I could’ve sworn someone had a machete.

Cyrus: No, I wanted a machete and you said it was too big for me!

Sam: Oh…well crud. Painkillers? Anyone?

Jared: *kneels down* Liam, where’s the first aid around here?

Liam: I don’t know, that arrogant twit of a boss never told us *covers mouth* …please don’t tell him I said that.

Sam: Ah don’t worry about it, I’m pretty sure I’ve insulted him before too. Ohoho, haven’t we all.

Cyrus: …*digs in bag* Is a first aid something with this shape on it? *holds a box with a red cross on it*

Jared: *looks* Ah! Yes yes it is.

Sam: Cool! You’re a smart kid.

Cyrus: …Maybe it’s just my current group…

Sam: What?

Cyrus: Nothing.

Sam: *opens the box* Let’s see if there’s anything in here to- OOH, A SANDWICH!! *takes it out and unwraps it*

Cyrus: …I wanted that sandwich…

Jared: *goes and picks up the box* Alright, this should all come in to use. *turns to Liam* Liam, can you try and get yourself on your desk?

Liam: I’ll try. *gets up and pulls himself onto his desk*

Jared: Good, now everything we need is here, except one thing, we’re going to have to do this without anesthesia.

Sam: Well, he’s managed this long without his foot…he’s obviously in pain already. Let’s see here…he can bite this teddy bear! *hands it over*

Jared: *takes it* Uh…okay. *gives it to him* Take this, bite it and don’t stop until we’re done, I’m going to need some help holding him down.

Sam: Okay…hey, where the hell is Ross?

Jared: He should be- *looks around* damn it.

Sam: *looks out the door in the hallway and sees him smoking* Cut that out! We need your help in here.

Ross: What the hell for?

Sam: Because if you don’t, you’re a big jerk. And we’ll toss you to the next horde we come by, because you’re USELESS! And put out that cancer stick.

Ross: Holy, you bitch. Jeez, I’m coming.

Sam: Yeah, yeah. *goes back in* Okay! Let’s get this started.

Jared: Fantastic! Sam you hold his other leg, Ross you hold his upper body alright? *goes to the infected leg* Get ready.

Cyrus: *steals the other half of the sandwich Sam left in the first aid box* What do I do?

Sam: You can…watch out for zombies…yeah. Hey, what are you doing eating that?

Cyrus: It’s mine now. *stuffs it in his mouth*

Sam: …Aw…

Jared: Alright Liam, ready?

Liam: *gives thumbs up*

Jared: Alright. *ties rope around his upper thigh* Hold on, this is gonna be dangerous. *puts blade between the rope and the infection* Three, two, one. PUSH DOWN! *starts cutting into his leg*

Elsewhere…

Jeff: *perks up* Did you hear that?

Garry: Yeah…don’t worry about it, those others will be fine.

Kelsie: Hopefully you’re right. We’ve found a lot of ammo, thankfully, so we’d be able to help em out if something’s wrong anyway.

Garry: Yeah. *walks forward* … *stumbles and almost falls* Whoa…I feel dizzy all of a sudden, anyone else feel that?

Kelsie: Uh, not me…what’s the matter?

Garry: Ugh…geez I have no idea, just kinda got hit with this-

*zombie with large mutated legs blasts out from one of the rooms and grabs Garry*

Kelsie: Shit! *falls back*

Jeff: *holds forehead* Wha…what is that?!

Garry: Ahh! Kill it! Kill it!

Kelsie: Hold on! *raises gun and shoots at it*

Garry: *tries to pull out his gun too* Gaaaaahhh! It’s trying to crush me to death!

Kelsie: Why isn’t this working? *gets a bigger gun* You fucker! *shoots* Here, help me! *tosses the other gun to Jeff*

Jeff: Uh…uh….okay *shoots*

Kelsie: Try not to hit Garry!

Zombie: *growls and tosses Garry to the ground, then jumps at Jeff*

Jeff: AAHHHH!! *drops the gun and tries to get out of the way, but is knocked to the ground*

Kelsie: *still shooting at it* You okay, Garry?

Garry: Ugh… *sits up* I’m fine. *pulls out gun and starts shooting at the zombie*

Zombie: *begins to drool grey saliva on Jeff*

Jeff: Uuah! What is that?!

Kelsie: Find a bigger gun, Garry, this thing isn’t dropping.

Garry: Damn it! *gets up, goes over to the zombie and kicks it off* Die you bitch! *shoots it five times in the head*

Zombie: *growls, then falls over dead*

Garry: Man. *helps Jeff to his feet* You alright?

Jeff: *coughs and tries to wipe off the grey stuff* I think so…ugh…this isn’t coming off…

Garry: *looks at the zombie* This thing’s legs are huge, *goes and kicks it* it can run and jump I’ll tell you that. Rider…we’ll call it a rider.

Kelsie: Fascinating story, Garry. Mind helping us out? *trying to get the grey stuff of Jeff’s neck so he can get up*

Garry: Sure. *looks around* Hey where is Harry and that other chick?

Kelsie: No idea. The old man said he had to use the washroom, I don’t know about the girl.

Garry: Hm, she’ll turn up. *helps trying to get the stuff off Jeff*

Jeff: Wait, I think it’s loosening… *scratches at it and he’s able to pull himself up* There! It’s still kinda stuck on me, but at least I can move…

Kelsie: Yeah. I think I need to teach you a little bit about using guns.

Jeff: Heh…sorry, I never needed anything like that before.

Kelsie: Most people don’t. Let’s go find the others now, before someone gets attacked again.

Elsewhere…

Jared: DONE! Quick! Get me a whopper- I mean the gauze!

Cyrus: *hands it to him*

Jared: *starts covering the wound* Just about Liam, you’re almost through this.

Sam: Yeah, you’re tough. I hate pain like this.

Cyrus: Do you need more bandages?

Jared: Yes I do. *takes them and wraps them around* Okay and we are… *ties the bandage* done! You can stop biting now.

Liam: *opens mouth and the teddy bear falls into two pieces*

Sam: MR. SNUGGLES!! I mean…how are you feeling, Liam?

Liam: I’ve been better.

Sam: Heh. Well, I think you’ll be okay now. We’ve just got to keep you from bleeding too much and keep changing your bandages.

Ross: That was sick, dude. *walks out and starts lighting his smoke again*

Jared: Phew. *wipes sweat away* Intense, I wonder if by any chance there is a crutch or something around.

Sam: Dunno, maybe if Grage and Kaian had crutch fights. Do you think they had crutch fights?

Jared: Maybe, and maybe in the Big Five meeting room. Hey Ross, watch after Liam, we’re gonna go look for something to help him walk.

Ross: What do I do if something happens?

Sam: Well, if he starts bleeding a lot, try to apply pressure…if a zombie comes, then shoot it. If a really big zombie comes, then…uh…shoot it. Cyrus, you can help him out too.

Ross: You’re leaving me with a damn patient and a baby? Fricken…I don’t know

Sam: Oh, don’t worry. We won’t be gone long anyway.

Cyrus: I can watch myself…

Sam: Alrighty, let’s go then.

Jared: *walks out of room*

*later*

Jared: *arrives at the door with Sam* Here it is.

Sam: Yes…at long last, this is it! *dramatic music plays out of nowhere* …The Big Five’s meeting room…

Jared: *grabs doorknob and twists it* Aaaaaand…NOW! *pushes it open*

*light pours out of the room…dramatically*

Sam: =O

Jared: Wow!

Sam: …It’s just a room. With a table! And chairs! And a couch! And a TV! And a pool table! And a fridge! And a dart board! And a-

Jared: Okay we get it. *steps inside* This place hasn’t been touched at all.

Sam: Yeah…apparently zombies aren’t allowed in here either…but then how did we get in? Is it because zombies can’t open doors?

Jared: Sure why not. *starts looking around*

Sam: Hey, there’s a doorway to another room! *goes in* WOW, ANOTHER COUCH! Hi Grage and Kaian and Hailey and Icarus! Why is there another fridge in here too? And a computer! And a lamp! And a rug! And a- HEY WAIT A MINUTE. It’s you guys!!

Kaian: Duh, what are you doing in here?

 Sam: I was looking for a crutch.

Grage: …A crutch?

Sam: Yeah, you know, the things people with a broken leg would walk with?

Grage: I know what a crutch is…anyway, yeah, what are you doing here?

Sam: Our group needed more ammo. So, do you have a crutch in here or not?

Kaian: A crutch you say…hmm, should be in the closet over there. *points*

Sam: Ha! I knew you guys had crutch fights. *goes to the closet*

Grage: What…?

Sam: You know what I’m talking about… *gets two crutches* Anyway, I’ve got to go and make sure Ross didn’t let Liam bleed to death…come on Jared! *leaves*

Jared: *follows*

Kaian: We’ll meet up with you guys at my house, we just gotta sort out a few things.

Sam: Okie dokes! We thought you guys were there anyway.

Jared: See ya. *closes door* Let’s roll. *goes down the hall*

*in the room*

Liam: *asleep*

Ross: *standing by the door smoking*

*crawling is heard in the vents*

Cyrus: *looks* … *waits*

*crawling stops*

Cyrus: Did you hear that?

*dents start appearing in the vent*

Ross: *looks up* What the hell…? *readies his gun*

Cyrus: I can only hear one… *prepares to attack*

*hole gets bashed in the vent, then silence*

Ross: *still holding his gun up* …Well?! … *shoots once at the vent*

*growls are heard, then a loud scream*

Cyrus: Ah! *covers ears* Why’d you go and make it do that?

Ross: I didn’t know!!

Elsewhere…

Garry: *takes hands off ears* Jesus, what was that?

Kelsie: That didn’t sound human. Crap, well we better find the others now.

Elsewhere again…

Jared: Daamn that was loud.

Sam: That was worse than a banshee. And banshees are loud! ;-; Hey…but didn’t it sound like it came from Liam’s office?

Jared: Yeah, I got a bad feeling, let’s hurry. *runs*

Sam: Right. *runs after him*

In Liam’s office…

Liam: *looking around* Aw damn it.

Cyrus: …We might have to leave before you can get any crutches…this room is too small and not really protected anyway.

Zombie: *drops from vent and attempts to swipe at Ross*

Ross: Ah! Stay back… *shoots at it*

Zombie: *falls to ground dead*

Cyrus: *looks at it* It’s a weaker type than this one, it seems. *looks at the vent* There will probably be more, though. We should go now.

Jared: *busts in the room* Quick! We gotta leave now!

Cyrus: Yeah, I figured…where’s S-

Sam: *bursts through the wall beside the door holding crutches* Alright, let’s go! Jared, help Liam up and watch his leg.

Jared: *goes and helps him up* Okay, crutches now.

Sam: *hands them to Liam* Are you going to be able to walk okay?

Liam: *steadies himself* Yeah, shouldn’t be too hard.

Sam: Alright, we’ll stick with you, don’t worry.

Ross: Okay let’s go already. *leaves*

Cyrus: I hear more in the vents, now

Liam: *makes his way out*

Jared: We got your back. *brings out gun*

Kelsie: *turns a corner and nearly runs into them* Whoa! *looks over shoulder* I found them!

Garry: Good, did they find anyone alive? *looks* Liam, holy crap what happened to your leg?

Liam: Amputated, after I got ma foot bit off.

Kelsie: Damn, you guys did that?

Sam: We didn’t have much choice. We got as much medical supplies as we could find for now…

Zombies: *start coming out of the room, and from down the hall*

Jared: Crap!

Kelsie: You two. *points at Garry and Ross* Get Liam out of here, we’ll catch up.

Garry: Got ya. *puts Liam’s arm over his shoulder* Let’s go, Ross help damn it.

Ross: I know, already! *holds Liam up on the other side*

Sam: *starts shooting at the zombies*

Jared: *shooting at them too* There’s too many! Damn it! *reloads*

Zombie: *runs to Jared and bites his arm*

Jared: AGH! Damn it! *drops gun*

Sam: *shoots it in the face* Frick.

Kelsie: Ugh…we have to hold them off long enough for Liam and them to get a good distance away…maybe we can lead them somewhere else!

Jared: I hope so. *picks gun up and starts shooting again* Come on. *starts walking backwards*

Kelsie: Okay, we’ll try and get them this way. *turns and runs down a hallway opposite to the hall Liam and them went* It’s closer to the boss’s room, but at this point I don’t think anyone would care…

*few moments later*

Zombie: *runs around the corner and gets its head blown off and the horde dies down*

Cyrus:*looks around the corner* There are a few still moving on the ground, but I think we got most of them.

Jared: Good, now let’s find those others. *goes past Cyrus to find them*

Cyrus: *points at the few zombies still trying to crawl around*

Jared: They’ll die.

Kelsie: *shoots them in the head as she walks by* Don’t worry about them, kid.

Sam: Hm…I wonder how Kaian and them are getting to his hoose? Come to think of it, maybe I should’ve asked them to wait for us…

Jared: We should’ve…but we didn’t. *looks at his arm* …it’s nothing…nothing serious….I couldn’t be…

Sam: *looks at it* We don’t need to amputate again, do we? Because if you’re infected…

Harry: What? He’s infected?!

Jared: No no, I’m not infected! It’s nothing, I’m fine, you got nothing to worry about. *turns around and starts walking*

Sam: I guess…and if you only turn when you die, then…uh…wait…we die an awful lot, don’t we?

Cyrus: But you wouldn’t come back as a zombie would you?

Sam: I don’t think so. Unless we do…but that would be weird.

Cyrus: Well who’s weirder than you?

Sam: Jared. OH CRAP

*outside*

Garry: They should be coming soon, then we’ll get going.

Ross: This is way too fucked up…

Garry: If I find out who caused this…if they’re still alive that is, I’ll kill them.

Liam: *sitting on a bench looking at what’s left of his leg* Ah feel so useless.

Ross: Whatever man, nobody’s called you that, unlike me. And I got both my legs.

Garry: Don’t worry too much Liam, we’ll figure something out.

Jared: *comes out of building* Close, ah there you are, come on let’s get going.

Sam: Does anyone have a car or something that’s not destroyed yet?

Garry: Well…no.

Sam: AwwwWWWWW- hey! *points* It’s the Mobilemobile!

Jared: *looks* It is!

Garry: …That’s just a shopping cart.

Jared: No! It’s the Mobilemobile! Capable of speeds up to 4 kilometers an hour!

Sam: We’re saved!

Jared: *jumps in* Let’s start this thing! *brings out key* … *starts looking around* …This isn’t the Mobilemobile! It’s just a stupid ol’ shopping cart!

Sam: What?! I could’ve sworn it was the Mobilemobile.

Jared: *gets out* Aww, it isn’t, I wish it was. *kicks it over* Oh well.

Sam: *sigh* Let’s start walking, then. At least Kaian’s house is close to the Sennen Mafia.

Jared: Yes, so let’s get going! *starts walking*

Sam: Alrighty. *follows with everyone else*

*few minutes of walking later*

Jared: … *suddenly drops to the ground*

Sam: *stops and kneels by him* Hey, what’s wrong?

Jared: *looks at her, his skin really pale looking with dark splotches* I don’t…know…

Harry: *looks at him* He’s been bit! He’s turning, I knew he was gonna!

Kelsie: Quiet, old man. *goes over and grabs Jared’s arm* This doesn’t look good.

Sam: What do we do?

Kelsie: I don’t think we can do anything anymore…look, it’s spread way past his arm by now.

Jared: *starts coughing* No, I don’t want to…

Ross: *comes forward, gun drawn* We gotta kill him! *points gun*

Sam: Stop it! *whacks the gun out of his hand* …We don’t know that yet…right? We’ll just get him to Kaian’s, we’re almost there…

Kaia: *kneels down to Jared* Why did you believe that you weren’t infected? *lifts his head*

Jared: *looks at her* I…thought I wasn’t…Kaia…help… *stops breathing and goes limp*

Sam: Jared…? Jared! *shakes him*

Ross: Get away from him!

Kelsie: It’s too late. *pulls Sam away*

Jared: … *opens eyes and grabs his chest* Gaaahh! … *starts bleeding*

Kaia: *steps away* Jared?

Ross: *goes and grabs his gun off the ground* We gotta kill him

Sam: Why…why is he bleeding so much?

Jared: *cracking is heard* Run…run…go. *gets up and runs into a back alley*

Sam: …Come on. *starts heading towards Kaian’s again*

Kelsie: We can’t just leave him on the loose!

Sam: He’s giving us the chance to go, so let’s go!

Ross: No way man, whatever’s happening to him, he’s gonna come after us. I’m getting rid of him now! *runs into the same alley*

Kelsie: You idiot, what are you doing?

Sam: Come on!

Cyrus: … *follows Sam*

*in the alley*

Ross: Come on, where are you…you’re not getting away, I don’t care who you were or what you are now! *has his gun ready*

Jared: *sitting under a dimming light*

Ross: There you are. *shoots at him*

Jared: *gets hit and immediately stands up and faces him, revealing a large hole in his chest with his ribs sticking out*

Ross: What the fuck…? *shoots again* Come on, die!

Jared: *shouts and a long tongue-like thing comes from the hole and gets Ross around the neck*

Ross: Agh! *grabs at it and tries to pull it off, and drops his gun as he’s yanked towards Jared* Shit…

Jared: *pulls him closer* I…gave you a chance… *hole opens as he pulls Ross’ head into it*

Ross: *yells* Aahh!! Let me go…uugh… *being choked*

Jared: *hole closes with such force that it crushes Ross’ skull and tears his head right off his body*

*back on the street*

Sam: … *walking slowly behind the rest of the group*

Garry: *looks behind* Hey, what’s up? Come on we gotta hurry.

Cyrus: Yeah. Besides, you said he always comes back anyway.

Sam: But he’s still a zombie now.

Cyrus: We’ll figure something out.

Kelsie: Yeah, yeah. The boss’s house is in this area, right? I don’t know which house it is though.

*a sharp yell is heard, then something jumping from house to house is seen*

Harry: Didja see that?

Kelsie: Yeah. Great…just what we need. *holds up her gun* Maybe we can get by…everyone, watch out for anything coming our way.

Garry: *looks around* It’s gone.

Zombie: *jumps at them and knocks over Kelsie*

Kelsie: *screams and her gun goes flying*

Garry: Kelsie! *starts shooting at the zombie* Get off of her!! *runs out of bullets* Damn it!

Sam: *tosses him some ammo and starts shooting as well* Hey zombie!

Zombie: *stops attacking and looks at her*

Sam: *shoots it in the face*

Cyrus: *cocks head to the side* This one looks familiar…

Harry: *helps shoot at it*

Zombie: *shouts and jumps off down the street*

Sam: *goes over to Kelsie* Are you okay?

Kelsie: I…I think so. Heh…it didn’t drool on me at least.

Jeff: *goes over too and helps her up* Yeah…

Sam: That was close.

Garry: *looks around* His house shouldn’t be far, I recognize this part anyway.

Sam: Me too, I think Samaya lives around here too, actually…ah! *points up ahead* That one!

Everyone: *runs to the house*

Garry: Sweet we are safe for now! *almost gets shot* AH!

Everyone: *stops and looks up at the roof*

Rietta: *looks at them and puts her sniper rifle to the side* That’s right you stop! What do you want?

Garry: Rietta? It’s us! We came to escape this whole mess.

Rietta: Are any of you infected?

Garry: No…not that I’m aware of anyway.

Rietta: Alright prove it.

Garry: What how?

Rietta: Infected people can’t shoot, so shoot! *sets off an alarm*

Sam: *yells* What if some of us just naturally have really bad aim?!?!? Like Harry!!??

Rietta: Fight off the horde and I’ll let you in. *goes inside from a window*

*hundreds of zombies start to close in on them*

Kelsie: WHAT?! Argh! *mutters* This is why I hate working under this crazy bitch… Alright, come on, people, let’s kill these fuckers! *starts shooting*

Sam: Why?! WHY WERE THERE SO MANY IN THE BUSHES

Cyrus: I doubt they were ALL in the bushes… *attacks a zombie, tearing its head off before jumping to another one*

Harry: *shooting at them before getting a tongue-like thing wrapped around his neck and pulling him away*

Sam: What the hell is that?!

Kelsie: *shoots at the tongue until it lets go* I don’t know, but it’s not getting any of us…

Zombie: *runs to them* RAAAAAHHHH!!! *bursts into flames and jumps at them*

Sam: Ahh! *shoots it*

Kelsie: RIETTA! Does it look like any of us are infected?! Just let us in already!!

Garry: *shooting the zombie on fire* How the hell? *gets pounced on by it*

Zombie: *jumps off him and gets shot*

Garry: Ahh!! *on fire*

Sam: *shoots at the zombie until is lets go of him* Stop drop and roll! STOP DROP AND ROLL!

Garry: Okay okay! *does so until the flames disappear* Phew. *gets the tongue wrapped around his neck and gets pulled away* AH! Damn it! Why me?!

Kelsie: Damn it, not again… *shoots at it*

Sam: *still shooting at other zombies*

Cyrus: *has ripped the heads off of many, many zombies* You guys are slow.

Garry: *gets released* What the hell was that? *runs to the others*

Horde: *thins out and only a few come running at them*

Sam: *shoots at them with the others and soon, there aren’t any more*

Garry: …*puts gun away* I hate those things, there are always so many.

Sam: Yeah, no kidding.

Kelsie: Alright, Rietta, they’re dead! And none of us were bitten, let us in!

*tongue comes and gets her around the neck, pulling her away*

Garry: Kelsie! *goes after her, firing at the tongue* What the hell keep doing this? *runs to the zombie that keeps trying to drag everyone away and shoots it until it dies* There, no more incidents from you. *looks* Hey…it’s this guy.

Sam: What guy? *looks* Ah! JARED, NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! *falls to knees dramatically and it starts raining*

Jared: What?

*rain stops*

Sam: …Hurray! *gets back up* You’re alive!

Jared: Sure am.

Rietta: *appears at the window again* Nice going, I’ll let you in. *disappears again*

Sam: If this was on Kaian’s orders, I’m going to punch him in the nose

Jared: That’s right.

Kelsie: Heh. Good luck with that. How do you two know him anyway?

Jared: We just do…we just do.

*door opens*

Rietta: Alright get in, hurry! You’re the last group we’re letting in, so we’re going to have to board up the door.

Sam: Shweet. *walks in*

*everyone else goes in too*

Rietta: *closes door* Nice.

Sam: Yeah! And we even got Liam here unscathed.

Grage: *walks in the room* Looks like he’s missing a leg to me.

Sam: That was a necessary surgery!

Cyrus: Mom!

Grage: …Aw, fuck. What is he doing here?
Sam: You left him with me, so I took care of him. DURR

Cyrus: *goes over to Grage* Mommy, guess what?

Grage: Don’t call me that.

Cyrus: I can use a gun now!

Grage: …Okay

Sam: You must be so proud. =,D

Jared: So? You figure out what we’re going to do?

Sam: Uh…not really. It’s hard to think of stuff when you’re killing zombies.

Grage: Meh, we’ll think of something eventually.

Sam: Yeah…so who’s all here?

Jared: Me!

Kaia: Right here.

Harry: Present.

Kelsie: Yeah.

Garry: Yo.

Sam: That’s great. But I meant besides us.

Grage: Eh, a bunch of Kaian’s goons…and Samaya…and her goons.

Sam: Samaya has goons?!

Grage: I meant her family.

Sam: Oh.

Garry: Gordon and George wouldn’t happen to be here would they? You know, one with a Mohawk another with a bigger Mohawk?

Grage: Probably, I don’t know. You can check downstairs.

Garry: Alright! *about to run off* …Where are the stairs?

Grage: Down the hall. *points*

Garry: Alright! *runs down the hall*

Jared: Suppose we should follow him.

Sam: Yeah, I guess. Hey, how did you get back here so quick anyway? *looks at Grage*

Grage: Car.

Sam: AwwWWWW. I knew we should have told you guys to wait for us.

Grage: There wouldn’t have been enough room, but sure why not.

Sam: *sniff* Did you…did you run down any zombies?

Grage: Aw yeah.

Sam: And I missed it…damn

*downstairs*

Samaya: *sitting on a couch holding her baby* This is depressing.

Seth: At least we’re okay.

Samaya: Yes, but still…we’re kind of stuck here for now.

Garry: *comes down the stairs*

Gordon: *looks up* Garry?

Garry: Gordon! *goes over to him* You made it alright! *looks around* …Where’s George?

Gordon: *looks down* George is…he’s gone, those things broke through our defense earlier, I was with eight others, and I was the only one to survive.

Garry: *silent* …No…he’s…he can’t be, he doesn’t give up that easy! He’s not dead you hear me?! NOT DEAD!!

Gordon: Garry listen damn it! There’s nothing we can do about it now, he’s gone.

Kelsie: *comes downstairs looking around* Whoa, is this seriously all that’s left? …Fred’s not here is he?

Gordon: No he’s not, I was with him.

Kelsie: …Damn. *looks at Garry and checks the room again* …George too, huh.

Gordon: Yeah…it’s a shame…Garry was more attached to him than he is me.

Kelsie: *frowns* Those things....ugh, I hate this! *goes and puts a hand on Garry’s shoulder* Hey, listen. Gordon’s right, we can’t bring George back, but we’ll definitely figure out a way to get rid of the things that did this!

Garry: *sighs* …You’re right, you’re both right, I shouldn’t be despairing over him like this… *looks up* We’ll avenge him won’t we Gordon?

Gordon: Yeah.

Sam: *heard from upstairs* WHAT?!??!?!?!?!? WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?!?

Grage: *also heard* SHE’S…DEAADD. Did you hear me that time?

Sam: WHY DIDN’T YOU DO ANYTHING?!?! AAAAAUUUUGH KARIIIIIIIIIII!!!!

Gordon: *looking at the ceiling* … *looks back at Garry* See? We’re not alone.

Kelsie: It would be strange if you were. Everyone’s lost someone by now, I’d think. *sigh* All the more reason to stay strong. So…who’s all here?

Gordon: Well you got me, then Derek, Rietta, Giselle, Martin, Reggie and Reinhard.

Kelsie: Crap, you must’ve been hit pretty hard then. Any plans so far? What did the boss say?

Gordon: Well we haven’t really figured anything out yet, hell come to think of it, before we can act we need ammo, we’re all out.

Kelsie: Ah, you’re in luck then. I brought as much as I could carry, hopefully the others did too. We got a few civilians who can’t shoot worth much, but they survived, so… *gets her bag and empties out the contents on a table* This is for…handguns and automatics I believe. I think someone brought explosives, too.

Gordon: *starts to reload his gun* Perfect, now after this we just have to figure something out.

Kelsie: But where else could we go? I’d think we need to take out those monsters, but there can be so many of them at once.

Gordon: Oh man, you’re telling me, before our defenses got blown open this really weird looking one came by, so we fired at it right? Anyway this thing like pointed at Fred, this is how he died by the way, and he like got electrocuted. To cut a long story short, this thing gave off this blinding light and hundreds of those things came out of nowhere.

Kelsie: So it basically signaled others to its location? Come to think of it, something like that happened back at headquarters. I think so anyway, because a huge horde came by after something screamed.

Gordon: Huh…so noise and light attracts them huh? No wonder we’ve been constantly been attacked by hordes of these things, that light on the roof. Can you go to the roof and tell Rietta to cut that light?

Kelsie: Sure. *runs off upstairs*

Gordon: Sheesh, should’ve figured that out earlier, would’ve saved us a lot of trouble.

UPSTAIRS…

Jared: So…what’s the plan?

Sam: *rotting in a corner* …No plan.

Grage: I told you, I couldn’t have done anything, I wasn’t even there. Samaya was the one who told me.

Kelsie: *comes upstairs* How do I get to the roof?
Grage: That way. *points*

Kelsie: *runs off*

Sam: Samaya…? Well why didn’t she do anything? …That BITCH

Grage: *shrug* Dunno

Sam: *stops rotting and gets up* Damn it! The only way this could be worse is if her family and mine were all DEAD TOO

Grage: … *slowly backs out of the room*

Jared: Calm…I’m sure the family is fine.

Sam: Fine with eating brains.

Jared: …You make a good argument. *leaves*

*banging is heard at the door*

Kaian: *comes out of the kitchen* Who’s that? Don’t let him in.

Sam: What’s the point of asking who it is if you’re not letting them in?

Kaian: Because…because shut up.

Sam: …You make a good argument. *leaves*

*banging gets louder*

Kaian: *stomps on floor* EVERYONE WITH WEAPONS UP HERE NOW!

*Sennen Mafia members come up*

Kaian: Get into position. *aims gun at door*

*others do the same*

Kaian: …

*banging stops and it becomes silent*

Sam: *goes to the door and knocks back* WE’RE NOT HOME, GO AWAY

*still silent*

Sam: Okay, he’s gone. Damn salesmen. *leaves*

*two bigger bangs are heard before the door is bashed open and a large, menacing thing charges in with a few zombies*

Kaian: Fuck! RUUN!! *runs off while firing at it*

*others do the same*

Kelsie: *comes down the stairs with her gun out* What’s going on?! *sees the huge thing* Ah! That was the same thing underground… *starts shooting at it*

Regular zombie: *runs outside and lets out a piercing scream*

Kelsie: *shoots it right in the head before it can finish screeching* Fuck. Everyone, there’s probably going to be a hell of a lot more of these coming our way now, let’s take the big one out first!

Martin: *firing at the huge monster* Die damn it!

Huge monster: *charges him and hits him across the room through the wall and into the next house*

Martin: *slides to a stop* …My…life…was…good… *dies*

Reggie: *firing at it*

Reinhard: *firing at it too* I have more chance of living because more of your side is gone you know, so why are you still trying?

Reggie: This isn’t the time you fuck.

Rietta: *on the stairway with Kelsie and helping them shoot at the monster* You are just mad because it is true! Don’t lose to him, Reinhard!

Kelsie: *sighs* Reggie is right, this is not the time for stupid rivalries! Concentrate a little, please!

Sam: OH SNAP, SON! *gets hit by the monster and flies through three more houses than Martin did*

Kelsie: …Idiots. *starts aiming for the monsters eyes*

Monster: *charges at Garry, who is reloading*

Kelsie: Garry, get out of the way!!

Garry: *looks* AH! *ducks as the arm barely hits him* Help! *runs away from it*

Kelsie: *takes out one of its eyes* Hurry up and get out of here, we can handle it now

Garry: Right. *runs to the front door and is about to leave when he sees a giant horde coming toward them* Ah crap.

Giselle: *fires and takes out the other eye* It’s at a disadvantage. Take it down!

Garry: *is attempting to close the broken door* Derek! Come and help!

Derek: *goes over and pushes on the door as the zombies try to get in*

Cyrus: *wanders into the room and takes one look at the huge monster being shot at* … *goes to the door being pushed through by zombies* You know, maybe you should kill them. That way, they won’t get in anywhere.

Garry: You for real? There’s too frickin many of them!

Cyrus: *jumps up and looks out a window, which a zombie is trying to smash* …We killed more than that on the way here. Did you forget?

Garry: Can you just shut up? The situation is tense, we can talk about it later!

Cyrus: *frown* Talking is boring. *smashes the window himself and jumps out at the zombies who try to get in*

Zombies: *three others start screaming*

Giselle: *stops hacking the huge zombies head off* What the hell is that?

Garry: Get everyone out of the basement and to the roof! There’s gonna be a hell of a lot more!

Kelsie: I’ll get them. *jumps over the stair rail and hurries downstairs*

Giselle: I’ll get the ammo.

Sam: I think we’ll be needing more than we brought. Oh! But we have grenades and stuff too!

Kelsie: *comes back up* Alright, they’re coming. *looks at Sam* …What the?!

Sam: What?

Kelsie: How are you- *shakes head* Oh fuck it. Let’s get moving, everyone!

Garry: Quick, they’re getting through!

Sam: I have the explosives. ^^ *goes upstairs*

Samaya: *comes up with Seth and their kids and hurry upstairs* Where else could we go after this?

Seth: I don’t know…

Sam: *upstairs* So, do I just toss this out the window…?

Jared: I dunno, let’s get to the roof first, then you can throw it anywhere you want.

Sam: Okie dokie! *goes to the roof and looks down* Hey… *squint* WHY IS CYRUS OUT THERE?

*downstairs*

Garry: Everyone upstairs?

Gordon: Yeah everyone’s up, now come on!

Garry: Ready Derek? Three…Two…ONE!

*both start running up the stairs as the zombies rush in*

ON THE ROOF…

Jared: Good GOD! There are too fricken many of them.

Sam: *yelling over the side* You hear that Cyrus? TOO FRICKEN MANY OF THEM! GET UP HERE!

Cyrus: You can’t tell me what to do!

Grage: Yes she can.

Cyrus: …But I’m helping! *rips a zombie head off and tosses it up* See?

Sam: *throws it away* Don’t do that! Anyway, you’re in the way, I wanna throw a grenade!

Gordon and them: *come up and block the way up*

Jared: *sits down* What the hell are we gonna do now?

Sam: Say Kaian, whatever happened to your helicopter? Didn’t you fix it after last time we needed it and it crashed?

Kaian: Yeah, it’s fixed alright, problem is its five blocks that way. *points behind them*

Sam: Well that’s just dandy. Back where we came from. You could’ve brought it here instead of that car that’s being tipped upside down by zombies over there.

Grage: We could’ve…but we wanted to run down zombies, so…

Sam: Ookay.

Cyrus: *jumps on a balcony and then to the roof* …Okay, I’m up here.

Sam: Hurray! *unpins a grenade* Bombs away! *tosses it forward into the horde*

*grenade explodes, creating a bloody, gory mess*

Sam: *splattered with innards along with a few of the others who were by the edge with her* Success!

Cyrus: That was a strong explosion.

Sam: It sure was Cyrus. It sure was. But there are still zombies left.

Jared: …Oh! That reminds me. *digs in bag* I just happened to find a crudely made explosive on the ground. *takes out a cardboard box* Here it is.

Sam: That’s a box

Jared: I know. *opens it* But inside is- *looks inside* oh you’re right, it’s just a box. *tosses it over an edge that doesn’t have zombies and it explodes* I guess I took the wrong box.

Kelsie: …By now, I thought I’d seen it all. Eh. *keeps shooting at the remaining zombies on the ground*

Giselle: Remember, there are still the ones in the house. Derek, keep watch on the door.

Derek: Can do!

Reggie: *standing on the edge firing at the zombies*

Reinhard: *standing beside him also firing* Stop hitting my targets damn it!

Reggie: Your targets? These are all my targets.

Kelsie: Why don’t you just shoot at zombies in different directions? Who cares about whose target they are, we want them all dead!

Reggie: Good idea. *moves over, but loses his footing* Ah! *almost falls off before he’s caught by his leg* …Huh? *looks up*

Reinhard: *holding on to his leg*

Reggie: What the hell are you doing?

Reinhard: I don’t know, maybe I’m just, ohhh…saving your life?

Reggie: I don’t need your help, if I was going to die then I was going to die.

Reinhard: Really? *lowers him*

Reggie: What are you doing?

Reinhard: Thought you said you were gonna die anyway?

Reggie: I changed my mind, let me up.

Reinhard: *pulls him higher* Hmm…I could…

Kaian: Reinhard pull him up!

Reinhard: *pulls him higher again* Nah. *lets him go*

Reggie: *shouts Russian profanities before falling into the horde*

Kaian: *pulls out his gun and shoots Reinhard in the back of the head* You fucking idiot! I told you to pull him up.

Kelsie: Great, now we’re down two people! Just what we needed. *shoots more zombies around where Reggie landed* I can’t see him…

Giselle: Never mind, he’s probably gone.

Sam: Well that was stupid…Grage, you better not do that with Kaian.

Grage: Why would I do that? If Kaian was stupid enough to lose his balance and fall, I wouldn’t catch him.

Sam: …True…but still!

Cyrus: *looking over the edge* I want to help again…there’s nothing to do up here.

Sam: Aw, you just need a nap.

Cyrus: No I don’t!

Sam: Nonsense! Go play with Kaian.

Cyrus: Huh? *looks at Kaian*

Sam: No, baby Kaian. *points to where Samaya is*

Cyrus: …Do I have to?

Grage: You either do that or stay here and shut up.

Cyrus: *grumbles and goes over to where Samaya is*

Kaian: *looks at his watch* Well if we’re going to do anything, we might want to wait until tomorrow morning, there’ll be light and stuff.

Sam: True. We’ll need people to stay up and watch out for zombies, though…and we’re on the roof, if they know we’re up here it’s not exactly hard for them to get here.

Kaian: *looks across the street and sees three shadows jump from roof to roof* …Yes, someone will have to watch out if those things are about.

Cyrus: *sitting boredly next to a drooling baby Kaian* More than one person would be better…we have enough people.

Sam: Say, what happened to Harry?

Harry: *sitting down on a crate* I’m right here.

Sam: OH

Grage: Who the HELL is Harry?

Harry: I’m Harry

Grage: OH

Kaian: *looks among the group* Hmm…alright who wants to stand guard first?

Kaia: I would but…I don’t wanna, I’m going home. *opens a portal and leaves*

Sam: Well, she ditched us.

Cyrus: She wasn’t doing anything anyway.

Sam: Yeah, I guess. So, what do we do now…go to sleep? Is anyone gonna volunteer to keep watch yet?

Kaian: Hmm…how bout…Garry, Gordon and Kelsie, you three will stand guard.

Kelsie: Gotcha.

Rietta: Hmph. Can we trust these rookies?

Kaian: If they can protect us then I’ll move them up a rank. *looks at them* We’re trusting you with our lives here, don’t screw it up.

Kelsie: We’ve survived this long! We won’t fail.

Kaian: Excellent. *turns to the others* Alright, let’s go to sleep, we’ve got some travelling to do tomorrow.

Cyrus: I’m not tired.

Kaian: Here use this then. *throws him a bottle of chloroform*

Cyrus: *looks at the bottle and gives him a flat look* …Mooooom!

Grage: Shut up and go to sleep.

Cyrus: But-

Grage: *opens the bottle, wets a cloth and presses it to Cyrus’ face*

Sam: GRAGE!

Grage: *uninterested voice* Aww he’s sleeping, look at that. *goes away*

Jared: Okay…so let’s go to sleep then. *falls backwards and falls asleep as soon as he hits the ground*

Sam: *shrug* Kay. *just falls asleep*

*few hours later*

Gordon: *looks at his watch* 3 a.m. We still got a good four to five hours to go, anyone see anything yet?

Kelsie: Nope…ugh…can we wake up some of the others to take over? I’ve been up over 24 hours already.

Gordon: Well so have I, so have the others, so what are the chances that they’ll want to stand guard…and besides! If we pass this we’ll get promoted up a rank.

Kelsie: *sighs* Yes…but we’ll need to get through tomorrow safely for that to mean anything…

Gordon: *looks around* …Well there hasn’t been anything coming on the roofs these past few hours…should we risk trying to sleep?

Garry: *yawns* I say we should… *lies down* even if I do die…I’d want to do so in my sleep. *closes eyes*

Kelsie: *yawns too* We should wake someone up first…maybe they can cover for us tomorrow. *looks at the group* Now who wouldn’t squeal?

Gordon: *looks too* Hmm…I don’t know.

Kelsie: Well, let’s go with someone who doesn’t work with us then. Hmm…that guy maybe? *points at Seth*

Gordon: Aaaand…him? *points at Jared*

Kelsie: Yeah, they’ll do…but that guy is kind of loud, so be careful. *goes and shakes Seth awake*

Gordon: *goes over to Jared and taps him with his foot* Hey.

Jared: *stirs*

Gordon: Get up.

Jared: *wakes up* WHA- WHO- *mouth gets covered*

Gordon: Shh, need you to cover for us. *takes hand off his face*

Jared: *nods* Oookay…fair enough.

Seth: *sitting up tiredly* Why, is something wrong…?

Kelsie: Not right now…but we need sleep too, ya know…ah, just wake us up in a few hours, before the boss if you can.

Jared: Uh…okay then.

Gordon: So we got a deal?

Jared: Sure.

Gordon: *points his gun at him* If you squeal you’re dead.

Jared: Fair enough.

Seth: How is that fair?!

Kelsie: We’re exhausted, give us a break. *lays down and closes eyes*

Gordon: *gives Jared a silencer* Puts it on your gun so you won’t wake everyone up. *lays down and goes to sleep too*

Jared: *looks at the silencer* Hm. *looks around and sees Rietta’s 50. Caliber rifle* Hmm! Cool. *goes over to it*

Seth: Don’t play around with that… *sits on a crate*

Jared: *picks it up* Ugh…this is kind of heavy, how does she lug this around? *takes it to the ledge and sets it up* I want to see how powerful this thing is.

Seth: Are you sure it won’t draw attention to us in the process…?

Jared: Trust me, I’m sure 50. Caliber rifles are relatively quiet. *aims* Hey come here, look at that zombie with the black shirt.

Seth: *goes over and peers over the edge of the roof*

Jared: Steady…steady… *pulls trigger and gets blown back by the recoil*

Zombie: *gets blown apart*

Jared: *takes hands off ears slowly* …That was loud.

Seth: *cringes* …Yeeaah.

Jared: *looks at the others who are sleeping* …Phew, alright I’ve learned my lesson, time to put this away…riiight after I kill another. *sets up the gun again*

Seth: Stop that. *takes the gun away* Just use the handgun.

*sticking noises are heard on the side of the house*

Jared: …That sounds too familiar… *looks over*

*nothing there*

Jared: *silent* …Alright it’s nothing, must’ve been the wind.

*sticking noises come from the other side of the house*

Seth: What is that?

Jared: *looks over again* …I have a bad feeling about this. *puts silencer on his gun and slowly makes his way to the edge*

*sticking noises stop*

Seth: … *holds the gun he was given up as well*

Jared: *at the edge* Hold on… *slowly looks over then runs back to Seth* Alright, there’s definitely something there.

*sticking noises come from the wall they heard it on before, and a slimy zombie looks up over the edge of the roof in front of them as well*

Jared: *backs away* Shoot their legs…shoot their legs.

Seth: Its legs aren’t in view yet! *goes to look over the other edge and sees two more of them sticking to the wall* Take care of that one, quick! *aims gun and shoots at the zombies he found*

Jared: *aims gun* Come on, come get me.

Zombie: *comes up all the way*

Jared: *starts shooting at its legs* Why can’t you just leave me alone?

Zombie: *falls forward and reveals something on its back*

Jared: What…the hell…is that? *goes over to it*

Thing: *starts moving*

Jared: *silent*

Thing: *suddenly bursts into flames and melts the sticky stuff off it*

Jared: AHH! *jumps back* Another zombie riding on a zombie? Wow. *starts shooting at it*

Zombie: *starts yelling and spits an orange colored glob of saliva at Jared*

Jared: Oh God! *drops gun and it gets hit by the spit, melting it* Damn. I need help! *goes over to the zombie and kicks it, setting his shoe on fire* AHH!

Seth: *has shot the other two zombies off of the wall and turns to start shooting at the zombie that’s on fire* Where did that come from?!

Jared: *trying to put the fire out on his shoe* It was on the other zombie, don’t ask how cause I don’t know! *tries to take off shoe but gets burned* Ow!

Seth: *shooting at the zombie, but it doesn’t seem to be doing much damage* Damn! Er… *looks around and sees the rifle* … *goes over to it and aims it at the zombie*

Zombie: *growls and starts spitting at Jared again*

Jared: *gets his hand burned right off* AHH!! I needed that to shoot!

Seth: *takes a shot at the zombies head and it gets blown off*

Jared: *still on fire* Oh God help…help damn it! Ah I’m burning!

Sam: *still standing up and sleeping, and wakes up covered in burning bits of brain and flesh* Uhh? What’s going on?

Seth: *finds a bag of dirt and empties it over Jared’s head*

Jared: *buried*

Seth: *looks at the bag* This is only 2 kilos…

Sam: *wipes face* Ow! Why do I burn?! Ew, what is this?

Jared: *manages to get himself out* Phew…I’m alright…my shoe has melted to my flesh and it hurts like a frick…and I’m missing a hand…but I’m alright.

Sam: *blinks and looks at the wreckage* …Were we attacked?

Jared: *stands up* Oh yeah, we were.

Sam: I see…g’night then. *falls back asleep*

Jared: *walks to the other side of the roof and looks at the downtown skyline* … *sighs* At least there’s no portal to hell this time. *sits down* Sometimes I wonder what ever happens to other cities when we screw stuff up…but then I don’t, and that makes everything all better. *lies down* If only Seth had survived…

*the next day*

Seth: *shakes Kelsie* Hey, wake up.

Kelsie: *stirs* …Hn? *opens eyes and sits up* Ugh, morning already? Thanks…

Kaian: *standing in front of her*

Kelsie: *jumps up* Ah! Boss! I was, uh…I was just resting my eyes for a second…

Kaian: *crosses arms* A second huh? One second is all it takes for one of those hordes to come and rip us apart. *turns away* No promotion for you.

Kelsie: … *slowly turns to Seth* What did I ask you last night?

Seth: Sorry, he just woke up instantaneously…

Gordon: *opens eyes* Uhh…uh? *sits up* What’s this about? All I heard is that we didn’t get promoted.

Kelsie: *flat look* We didn’t get promoted.

Gordon: *wide awake* What?! …Aww.

Kelsie: Eh… *stands up* Well, as long as we survive, there will be other chances…

Gordon: Yeah…I guess.

Jared: *still looking at the skyline* …I wonder…

Sam: *still asleep standing up, and finally falls over and lands with the sounds of a brick* OW! *wakes up* …What?

Jared: *brings out binoculars and looks through them* Ah ha! I think I’ve found a way out of this place!

Sam: *gets up* Really? Where?

Jared: *points to downtown* Back the way we came, I see an abandoned helicopter on a rooftop!

Sam: To the downtown!

*batman music with that weird bat screen, but they’re still where they are when it disappears*

Kaian: Would you not play that so loud? You might attract a horde damn it.

Jared: *stands up and goes to look over the edge* Speaking of Batman, look. *points to the zombies* They’re all disoriented.

Sam: Zombies can get drunk!? *looks over the edge too*

Jared: It’s most likely the sun…in any case we could use this to our greatest advantage! …So long as it doesn’t get cloudy.

Sam: Where’s the weather channel when we need it…gone…GONE

Gordon: *yawns* …Well I hate to be the bringer of bad news but look. *points to big dark clouds headed their way*

Jared: *looks* …How did I NOT see that?

Sam: It must be in our blood.

Jared: Indeed… *thinks for a moment* well we’d better get moving, we have a time limit here.

Kelsie: Is that so… *turns* Is everyone up!? We’re going, now!

Everyone: *up*

Jared: Great! I’ll grab my stuff! …I mean, if only we had some kind of transportation!

*silence*

Jared: …I SAID…if only we had some kind of transportation!

Everyone: *looks at Kaian*

Kaian: …What? Those damn things ruined them, they can’t start up.

Jared: Well damn…wait! I got it! The Mobilemobile!

Sam: We couldn’t find it yesterday…

Jared: That’s because I forgot I had this! *holds up a remote*

Sam: *gasps* That’s right! *brings out her identical remote* We’re saved!

Samaya: How the hell do you expect everyone to fit in a shopping cart?

Jared: *shrugs* Dunno, we’ll figure that out soon. *presses button and a shopping cart appears*

Sam: Yeah, besides, if millions of clowns can fit in one tiny car, how hard can it be to fit all of us in a cart?

Samaya: …You know, they park over a trap door and-

Sam: Shut up! SHUT UP! *holds hands over ears* I CAN’T HEAR YOU! *runs downstairs*

Samaya: …Let’s just go. *heads downstairs as well*

Seth: Right… *takes their kids and follows*

Kaian: Alright, everyone off my roof before I kick you off.

Everyone: *proceeds to go downstairs*

Kaian: *follows*

Sam: *waiting in the Mobilemobile* Alright! We’ll be there in a jiffy!

Jared: Indeed! *waiting in it too*

Kaian: *looks at them* How…there’s barely enough room for you two.

Sam: Nonsense! Grage, come join us!

Grage: How about no.

Sam: But it’s fuuuuun…and convenieeeent…and life saviiiiing

Grage: Isn’t that the cart you two always crash into the Sennen Mafia and burst into flames with?

Sam: …Nooo…

Jared: That’s crazy talk, now come on get in. *waves everyone in*

Everyone: *gives them a flat look*

Kaian: We’re not getting in that.

Jared: What? Do I have to roll out a red carpet? King Kaian? *pulls out a red carpet* Cause I got a roll right here.

Sam: Yeah, Sennen Mafia leader! And little miss PRINCESS. *points at Samaya* Too good for our state of the art life saving transportation device!

Kaian: It’s a fricken shopping cart.

Jared: It’s not just a shopping cart! *sniff* It’s the Mobilemobile…you helped tune it up remember?

Kaian: …No I didn’t.

Jared: *thinks back* Oh right…anyway just get in! Come on we’re running out of time.

Sam: Yeah, really. Just because we didn’t use a LIMO design you don’t wanna use it. I’ll bet if it were more than one shopping cart welded together you’d get in.

Grage: That would’ve made more sense if you actually expect us to get in.

Kelsie: For crying out loud, are we leaving, or what? It’ll be dark and raining before we leave the yard at this rate.

Jared: She’s right you know, that’s why I hope you’ll do the right thing and join us in our cart.

Samaya: How is that thing even safe?
Sam: We’ve installed airbags, don’t worry.

Jared: And it is equipped with fricken…green to white technology…

Samaya: …

Kaian: Green to white technology?

Jared: I can’t remember what it was called! I just said the first thing that came to mind, anyway trust me, it’s completely safe.

Sam: Much safer than being caught by a horde of zombies and ripped to shreds, in any case.

Garry: Good GOD! Everyone just get in the damn cart unless you want to get eaten alive. *gets in*

Jared: See? He has the right idea.

Sam: And he fits! *thumbs up*

Kelsie: *blank stare* …You know what, fine. Anything’s better than standing around having this stupid argument. *gets in too*

Gordon: Yeah. *gets in*

Cyrus: Hm… *gets in* It’s surprisingly roomy in here…

Derek: Uh…okay. *gets in*

Giselle: This is foolish… *grudgingly gets in*

Rietta: Tell me about it *climbs in*

Jared: *looks at everyone else* Kaian, Grage, Liam, Harry, Samaya, Seth, Samaya and Seth’s kids, come on we still got room.

Grage: …That doesn’t make sense at all.

Samaya: …Nope. *sighs and finally gets in with Seth and the kids*

Harry: Well I ain’t never seen anything like this before, but hell if I’m gonna be left behind. *gets in*

Jared: Grage? Kaian? Liam, come on get in.

Sam: And help Liam, he’s still healing and such!

Grage: Good luck with that. *gets in*

Kaian: … *sighs* Fine. *turns to Liam* Come on let’s go. *grabs his arm*

Liam: *pulls away* No.

Jared: What? No come on! We pulled you away from death, you at least owe us the will to survive.

Sam: Come on, you’ve gotten this far. And it’s not like we don’t have an equal chance of survival anyway, injury or not.

Liam: … *thinking* …Well…I guess I could get further.

Kaian: Oh thank GOD! I expected you to go into this long winded speech on nobility and crap like that, come on let’s get in. *helps him in* Alright let’s go.

Sam: Finally! You ready? *look at Jared*

Jared: *puts on shades* I am now! Ignition, ON!

Mobilemobile: *makes a loud engine noise*

Sam: Radio, ON!
Mobilemobile: *starts blasting Ride the Lightning by Metallica*

Jared: Warming up Power Blasters! *presses a button*

Mobilemobile: *starts making this loud whirring noise*

Sam: Activating rocket boosters! *presses another button*
Mobilemobile: *gigantic rocket boosters come out the back and power up*

Jared: *puts fuzzy dice on the rear-view mirror* We’re OFF! *presses a big red GO button*

Mobilemobile: *starts chugging along, slower than any of the zombies*

Kaian: …You’re kidding…THIS is it? THIS is your plan?

Sam: We’ll have a jolly grand ol’ knee slappin’ good fine time, don’t worry! Good times start when we find a hill, you know.

Jared: *looking around and finds a slot* …Oh of course! That’s why we’re just chugging along slower than any of the zombies. *puts in a quarter* Hold on to your hats!

Mobilemobile: *rocket boosters activate and they blast off down the street going over 100 km/h*

Sam: WEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Jared: *turns the cart and it almost tips over*

Sam: Do we know which building we’re going to exactly?

Jared: Oh yeah, I was looking at it for a while after I found it. *looks at his rear-view mirror and discovers that his fuzzy dice have blown off* Aww, I can’t keep buying those things.

Sam: I told you that you should have taped them or something last time, but nooo.

*sky gets darker*

Jared: *looks up* Gotta hurry now! *twists a bar and the cart blasts off even faster*

Mobilemobile: *blasting down the road*

Jared: *looking at the building which is still a ways off* Hmm… *looks ahead* Ah ha! Everyone hold on to something! We’re gonna FLY!

Samaya: What?!
Sam: HOLD ON TO SOMETHING! *right beside Samaya*

Samaya: I heard you, but that’s dangerous!!

Sam: Well DUH, that’s why we told you to hold on to somethi- AH!!

Jared: *ramps the cart off a conveniently placed ramp*

Mobilemobile: *jets off into the air and into the clouds*

Cyrus: *looking through the side of the cart as he hangs on* Wow…

Mobilemobile: *goes past the clouds and into sunlight*

Everyone: Oooh! Aaahhh! *taking pictures*

Jared: *punching in numbers on a calculator* Perfect! We’re right on course.

Mobilemobile: *starts arcing*

Jared: Hold on! We’re gonna have a rough landing!

Mobilemobile: *plunges back down into the clouds*

Everyone: *starts screaming again except for Grage and Kaian, who are just sitting there glaring at each other with their arms crossed*

Jared: *brings out a clipboard and looks at it* …Wait…3? *punches numbers in calculator again* OH SHIT!

Mobilemobile: *falls through the clouds and is falling towards the river*

Sam: AHHHHH! I don’t WANNA turn into Yami!!!

Jared: *slow motion* JUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMPAAAAAHHHHH!!!!

Sam: *grabs the kids from a panicking Samaya and hands them over to Grage* Good luck with that! *leaps out*

Everyone else: *jumps out too*

Kaian: *still glaring at Grage* I guess it’s just you and me now.

Grage: *still holding the kids* Of course.

Cyrus: Uh, mommy? *tugs his shirt* Can we survive now?

Mobilemobile: *lands in the water making a large splash and such*

Sam: *lands in a large tree* Ow! Agh! Oof! Oh lawdy! AW! *falls out onto the ground* …Ow

Everyone else: *lands on a large pile of grass*

Jared: *lands on the sidewalk beside it, making a crater*

Samaya: *sits up shakily* Wh…where are my kids!?

Grage: *surfaces in the middle of the river next to Kaian, still glaring at him*

Jared: There they are! *sees his beloved cart floating in the river, on fire* NOOOOOOO!!

Sam: NOT THE MOBILEMOBILE!!!

Cyrus: *swimming back to shore with the other kids, who are fine somehow*

Jared: *looking around* I guess I miscalculated…oh well we’re not that far off, we just gotta cross a bridge and make our way to the building.

Samaya: *picks up her kids and glowers at Sam and Jared* Doesn’t that put us around the same distance away from our destination as before!?

Jared: Oh yeah except this time… *thinks* …fuck.

Sam: …Well, at least it’s not-

*starts raining*

Sam: …Well, at least we’re all alive

Jared: Well we’d best get moving. *starts making his way to the nearest road*

Sam: Nobody lost their weapons, did they…?

Cyrus: I didn’t.... *calls out to Grage who is still in the middle of the river with Kaian, glaring* MOMMA, WE’RE LEAVING NOW!

Grage: …Fine! *starts swimming to shore*

Kaian: *follows*

*later*

Jared: *crossing a bridge with the others*

*is now pouring*

Sam: Hm…we’re at kind of a disadvantage on a bridge, huh…

Jared: Oh yeah…but all we really have to do is keep a little quiet and we’ll be fine for the most part.

Sam: As long as there aren’t any zombies on the bridge already… *looking around*

Jared: *suddenly stops*

Sam: What?

Jared: *holds her back from passing him* Stop! *looks down* …How…do we miss these things?

*bridge has a giant break in it*

Sam: Ah! *looks down* Uh…crap

Grage: Why did we stop?

Jared: We stopped for tea…no there’s a giant probably twenty meter break in the bridge.

Grage: Oh. So why’d we stop?

Sam: We can’t get past that! Geez, not everyone can jump like Mario.

*lightning*

Jared: Great! Now it’s raining!

Everyone: *stares*

Jared: *sighs* There has to be another way around.

Sam: …There are other bridges…but…it would take a lot longer.

Grage: How about…this. *tosses Cyrus across*

Cyrus: Hey!! *goes flying and lands on the other side*

Jared: Okay! …What did that do?

Grage: It got him over the gap. *picks Jared up and tosses him*

Jared: AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *smashes into a car which then sets off the alarm*

Sam: You really could have aimed that better, you know.

Grage: Whatever, go shut it off. *flings her over*

Sam: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! *smashes through the front windshield of the same car and the alarm stops*

*zombies are heard*

Cyrus: Way to go, mama.

Grage: Shaddap, you brat.

Sam: *gets out of the car with glass sticking out of her* Great, now what? *gets hit by Kaian and is knocked over* OW!

Gordon: *looks behind them and sees a large horde running towards them* Great, just what we needed.

*a taller, faster one starts running towards them*

Gordon: Uh…hey, can you throw us just a tiny bit faster?

Grage: Sure… *grabs him and Garry and tosses them*

*fast one runs right up to them, grabs Giselle and Rietta and jumps across the bridge, lets them go jumps back, grabs another two, and repeats until no one is on the other side*

Sam: Is…that one helping us, or is it on drugs?

Figure: *goes over to them* It’s me!

Jared: *squints* …Joe?

Figure: No! Ixion! It’s me! Ixion!

Jared: …Joe?

Cyrus: Uncle Ixion!

Ixion: *looks* Cyrus! *goes over and picks him up* How are you?

Cyrus: I’m alive…and I can use a gun now! *shows him the handgun he has*

Ixion: *puts him down* Cool. *digs in pocket* I bet you’re starving. *brings out a bowl covered with tin foil* Here you go. *gives it to him*

Cyrus: Yeah!! *rips foil off and starts stuffing his face*

Sam: …Ew. I mean…ew. HI IXION!

Ixion: Sup.

Jared: *standing there* …Come to think of it, none of us have eaten in over two days!

Sam: REALLY?! …Oh yeah…

Grage: Well, whatever…we’ll find food eventually. Let’s go.

Cyrus: *has already finished* Mm. Do you need this? *holds bowl to Ixion*

Ixion: No, not any more. *straightens out* Phew, all that running, jumping, carrying people…it drains you. *sits down against a car* You guys go on ahead I’ll catch up.

Cyrus: Can I stay with you? *big smile*

Ixion: If you choose…not my decision.

Cyrus: Yeah!

Sam: Our greatest arsenals…left behind. Well, see you guys in a bit, then.

Jared: Yes, *points to a building* we’re headed to that building right there.

Cyrus: I remember it…we won’t get lost

Sam: Alrighty…let’s go then

Everyone: *starts leaving*

Kelsie: It’s barely started, but…ugh, it’s been a long day already.

Sam: Indeed! I wonder what time it is, anyway.

Jared: Who knows.

Kaian: *checks watch* Its 11 am.

Sam: Oh! Well then.

Rietta: *starts sniffling*

Kaian: *looks at her* What are you crying about?

Rietta: Nothing, sir…just…just…Reinhard…and…Reinhard!! *starts crying even more*

Kaian: *sighs* It was his own fault. *walks ahead*

Sam: That wasn’t comforting at all. Then again, you’re Kaian…so maybe it was an attempt. Then again, you’re Kaian. Anyway, we’ll find a way to bring everyone back eventually…then again, you’re Kaian.

Jared: Indeed, we’ll all forget this ever happened. *looks around* Empty space, quiet, keep quiet.

Baby Kaian: … *starts crying*

Jared: *stops and turns around* Samaya, quiet that kid down before-

*zombies are heard*

Jared: …RUN!!

Everyone: *starts running*

Samaya: *trying to quiet Kaian down* Shh, it’s okay, we’re gonna be fine!

Baby Kaian: *cries louder*

Jared: *goes to a building and kicks the door open* Get inside, we’ll hold up in here while it calms down.

Sam: Okay! *goes in with the others*

Jared: *goes in after the last person but gets a tongue wrapped around his throat and is dragged away* AG- *choke* Help!

Sam: Hey! *pushes past everyone and brings out the Sennen Sword* Let him go! *runs and swings sword at the tongue*

Both: *get surrounded by the horde*

*door gets shut*

Jared: *getting dragged closer and closer to the cleaver* Help! *choke* … *attempts to look at the zombie dragging him* …B-…Brooke?

Sam: *shoving past zombies that are trying to bite her and cutting them up* Damn it! Take this! *tosses the Sword and it is embedded in Brooke’s face*

Jared: *gets released*

Brooke: *runs off before slowing down and falling to the ground*

Jared: *lying on ground trying to get the zombies away*

Sam: *has managed to make her way over to him* Fuck! We’re not getting back…

Jared: *manages to fight them off just so he can pull out the last plastic explosive* No we aren’t.

Sam: Heh. Then…let’s take them out with us.

Jared: *nods and activates the explosive* Come and get us!

Both: *start to get bitten and such*

*in the building*

Grage: *trying to see out a window* Where did they go?
Samaya: …They’re probably dead.

*explosion rattles the building*

Everyone: *gets knocked to the ground*

Kaian: *sits up* What the hell?

Grage: They still had a bomb? *goes to the door with everyone else and pulls it open*

Zombies: *same large horde runs towards them*

Grage: Ah! *pulls the door closed* …The fuck?

*Outside on the ground, there is a black mark and Sam and Jared innards everywhere around it, but the zombies are fine*

Kaian: What? What happened?

Grage: I don’t know, but whatever they did didn’t work.

Sam: Tell me about it.

Jared: Yeah.

Sam: I demand a refund.

Grage: …Right…

Sam: Well then…what’s our plan now?

Jared: We just gotta wait out the zombies, they’ll stop trying to get in soon, but someone’s gotta keep the door shut and someone has to watch the windows.

Sam: Sounds easy enough.

Jared: Indeed. *goes to door and puts down a wooden plank to prevent the door from opening* Now that isn’t gonna last forever obviously, so we need two people to push on it…

Sam: I vote Grage and Kaian!

Jared: Alright then.

Kaian: Who put YOU in charge?

Sam: Nobody…but we all know that you two would be able to hold the door the best, riiight?

Kaian: Course, can hold it longer than Grage.

Grage: *snorts* Yeah right. I don’t see Reggie around to help you anymore since you killed him, so I’d be better off holding the door by myself.

Kaian: You really think that don’t you? And for the record, I didn’t kill Reggie, Reinhard did.

Grage: Like I care. Same difference, you can’t do anything on your own.

Kaian: Oh yeah? Well I bet I can hold the door longer than you!

Grage: As if anyone would trust you to try! I should just toss you out there and save us the trouble of being swarmed.

Both: *continue arguing*

Jared: BOTH of you hold the door, who cares?

Sam: Yeah…as long as the door stays shut it doesn’t matter who held it longer.

Kaian: Fine.

Grage: …Hmph.

Both: *go push on the door, but get blasted back by a giant zombie*

Jared: *watches them blast through the far wall* Not this thing again!

Sam: *looks at the huge zombie* Zombie-zilla?

Jared: That’s a stupid name! How bout- *gets smashed into the ground, and also gets smashed into a bloody mess*

Sam: …Now I’ll never know his idea. ;-; *gets smacked through the same wall Grage and Kaian flew through* AHHHHH!!!!

Giselle: We took this down before, we’ll do it again! *starts firing at it*

*back at the bridge*

Ixion: *asleep* … *ear twitches* Uhh… *opens eyes* Cyrus? I believe our friends are in trouble, we should go help them. *stands up*

Cyrus: Really? You can tell? *tries to hear anything, but doesn’t notice anything in particular*

Ixion: My hearing is finely tuned…that’s not the point, come on. *picks him up and runs to where the others are*

*Back at the building*

Grage: *pulls himself out of the rubble and glowers at Kaian* …That was your fault.

Kaian: *sits up and glares* MY fault! You were the one who slackened your hold.

Sam: *sits up warily* Can we stop arguing and not die already? I think I have a concussion.

Grage: Yeah, yeah… *stands and brushes himself off*

Kaian: *does the same* That damn thing.

Grage: Nobody shoves me through a wall. *narrows eyes* I should punch it in its big ugly face

Sam: Hurray! *still dazed*

Zombie: *about to smash Garry into the ground*

Ixion: *smashes through window and kicks it in the back of the head*

Grage: *jumps forward and punches it in its big ugly face*

Ixion: *puts Cyrus down, then grows his aura and proceeds to beat up the zombie*

Grage: *starts killing other zombies who are swarming inside with the others*

Zombie: *disoriented*

Ixion: *puts his fist to its face* … *flicks*

Zombie: *falls backwards dead*

Ixion: *aura dissipates and claps imaginary dust off his hands* There we go.

Cyrus: *ripping a regular zombie’s spine out* That was cool, uncle Ixion!

Ixion: Survival of the fittest. *dives into the horde*

Sam: Does anyone know what to do when you get a concussion?

Jared: Uhh…no, I bet Seth would! …But he’s dead.

Sam: Aww…

Samaya: …I’m going to go upstairs. Someone tell me when we’re leaving. *takes her kids upstairs*

*few moments later*

Jared: *stabbing a zombie to death using a butter knife*

Sam: *kicking an already dead zombie* Die!

Ixion: *tossing the corpses into a fire* That should just about do it.

Jared: *stands up* Alright, it’s dead. *picks it up and throws it in the fire too*

Sam: You don’t suppose anyone will be mad that their loved ones have disappeared due to being thrown into a fire and burning away instead of being revived when this is all over, do you?

Ixion: Naaahh. *waves hand* …Oh right, help me drag out that big one in the building. *goes inside*

Cyrus: I’ll go. *follows*

Jared: *looks at the sky* It stopped raining… but it’s still going to be cloudy for some time…and we’re headed into where most of them are.