David sighed and turned to the LMG. he walked up and said "This LMG is beyond repair, the barrel has been snapped off". David then went to pull the trigger but not even a clicking sound could be heard "and the mechanism is missing" David Finished. He then said "think, if anything was useful, the last 'guests' would have taken it". He then went back to the ammo box and found 7 9mm bullets. He took 3 and reloaded his current clip, he then picked up the last 4 and put them in his pocket.

"Awwwwww, but it so big and cool!" Will moaned. He turned back to David. "Oh yeah, did ya see another one of dem suppressor... thingys?" He asked, looking around for anymore bullets or a suppressor.

"I didn't, I wasn't looking for one. let me check if I can find one" David said. He quickly glanced around where the LMG was placed and noticed a cardboard box on the floor. He opened the box and rummaged through some broken parts and empty bullet shells. "Ah-Ha" David said in delight as he pulled out a fairly old suppressor. "Not the best" David said "but it should work". he then gave it to woody and went towards the entrance to check for zombies.

"Sweet, thanks!" Will nearly shouted as he took it and put it on his gun. He followed David and checked with him.

David looked out the entrance but as he came out the back of the shop. David's face turned shocked as he saw the numerous zombies roaming around on the streets. "Shit, we need to find a back entrance" David said quietly. he backed up carefully but bumped into woody as he did. two or three zombies spotted David and woody and let out a deafening scream. "Run!" David shouted in panic as he turned to sprint back into the storage area.

Will glanced outside and saw the zombies. "Shit!" He cursed aloud. He sprinted down to the back with David and saw another door. He thundered towards it and drove into it with his shoulder. He toppled over himself but quickly got back up and ran down the new alleyway. "I think the office building is this way!"

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"Crazy. I had the insane guy drive the bus, and you know what he did? He freaking crashed it. Good thing Kang was there to help me get out of that mess." he said, took a breath, and continued. "Then the crazy guy whistled and attracted zombies, but he made them go away. It was like he could talk to them, but anyway, Kang drove me here. I told him you guys were cool as long as the other guy wasn't here." he said. "So, did you miss me?" Jim asked her as he followed her lead.

Spencer heard everything Jim said and it was really cool but then crazy because od that Doc guy. As they were walking up the stairs she turned her head towards Jim smiling and nodding. "I did miss you. I was worried about you the whole time. I thought that crazy guy was gonna hurt you."

The world was improving. Sam could kill anyone he wanted and get away with it without having cops to deal with. :) It was fucking awesome!

Before the zombie incident, life was hell. Everyone was mean to Sam, treated him like some criminal. One time, someone actually called the police on him just for standing around at a park looking at the kids. And, to make things worse, he got arrested for his so called illegal staring and was charged with disorderly conduct. Those assholes! Police did whatever the hell they wanted and always got away with it. He hated them. He wanted to kill them, make them pay for their evil ways. But, he couldn't. He was only one man and there were over a million cops in the world. All he could do was wait. Wait for the right opportunity.

And then, on the day of the zombie breakout, Sam finally got his chance. While the police were busy shooting zombies, he'd get behind them with his katana and behead them one at a time. He killed a lot of worthless cops on that first day. He cut up a bunch of zombies too. :) It was the funnest day of his life, a day of vengeance.

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Course, the cop supply was running low by now. Sam recently started killing random survivors. After all, they were all going to become zombies sooner or later. If he cut their heads off while they were still human, he wouldn't have to worry about encountering them as zombies later. It was better to be safe than sorry.

Having just raided a house for food, Sam was about ready to move on. His katana shined after he cleaned the blood from the blade with bleach. He rarely bothered washing his clothes. He preferred to steal fresh clothing each time he raided a house. He didn't carry much more than he wore, just his katana and a garbage can.

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It was worth chugging around. After all, one never knew when night would come. There won't always be houses to barricade himself in at night. A nicely placed trash can with several Master Locks used to lock the cover onto the can via rings superglued to the cover and the top of the can.

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Yes, it was a little annoying trying to lock all the Master Locks in the dark, but it was better than the alternative--waking up from zombie bites. At least all the locks used the same key, it was a key attached to a necklace he wore around his neck. It wasn't that much trouble anyway. He'd just find the holes with his fingers. It just took a little longer was all, locking locks without sight in darkness.

Well, it was time to go. Sam didn't like staying in the same place for long. His katana sliced through zombies like butter. He could easily handle a mob of fifty or so. But, he was only human. The more he fought without rest, the harder it became to fight. Even he couldn't handle a horde of a thousand zombies.

Sam sheathed his katana in its sheath behind his back, then grabbed his trash can port-a-home with the Master Locks inside and left the house as he began walking down the street. He wondered if he'd see anyone today. It was a residential area after all, there were plenty of places for zombies and survivors to hide.

((Well I'm just going to pretend that Ky left Jon and Denny))

Ky sat down on a stair step inside the house she was at and looked at the hole in her bag

While walking, Sam got a sudden urge of diarrhea. He must have ate spoiled fruit or something in that last house. He went into the nearest house and saw a girl. He looked at her, grabbing a katana.

Ky drew her katana. Her eyes focused on the man. Her baggy jacket rustled by her sudden movement

the bike zoomed down an ally when her heard the zombies crying and running. it was time to hunt. he pulled down the ally to see two men. one was holding what could only be described as a LMG, this was going to be harder than expected

David looked down the alley at a man on a bike, he quickly ran towards a dumpster on his right, took cover, and shouted "you friendly?". he looked at woody and asked "them zombies see us?"

Woody looked back "I dunno, maybe?" He said. He turned around to face the man and took cover behind a large slate of wood on the left. "Who is it?" He whispered to David while drawing his axe.

Charles starts reeving the bike. he takes down the road he had the M9 in his hand and was screaming "YE HA" as he went down the road. he was ready to jump off the bike and subdue the two men, knowing if he dies he will all more zombies.

David aimed at the bikes tire and took the shot. He started to wonder who the hell this guy is.

the bike skidded past them as the tire burst. Charles skidded along the floor, he was injured but got up. grabbed his M9 and ran to the bike, checking the tire. he pulled his kife out and held it in the tactical position and aimed the gun at the men. "now what was that for?"

David looked at him, his gun still aimed at him. "You just charged us!" David said quietly, as the zombies where likely still roaming around in the store. "What do you want anyway?"

"i was testing my old bikes capability, now what are you doing here?"

"Uh- Scavenging" David said. Then David noticed how the man held his knife and asked in confusion "Are you military?"