by Jake_o on Sat Oct 02, 2010 1:51 pm
Jake woke up to the sounds of screaming, he thought that his sister was in trouble, but it was not his sister that the screams we coming from, it was himself. Jake forced himself to stop and tried to remember what it was he dreamt about. He remembered bits of the dream, but even from that small amount he knew what the dream had been. It had been about when the zombies had just begun how he was about to die thanks to his brother and how he had killed his parents to save his sister. Jake looked over at his sister. she had moved closer to him after he fell asleep it almost looked as if she was trying to hug him through the bag. he smiled and all the memories of the night had been washed way at this sight. Jake sat there and watched his sister as she slept, slightly wondering how she slept through his scream.
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A very slender tall man was walking out of a deserted town. It seemed as if even the zombies had left. This man was about 6'1'' with wide set shoulders a raggedy cut beard, a brown leather hat covering up his dusty blond hair and a long brown leather trench coat. It looked as if he had just stepped out of a cowboy movie. There were five guns slung across his back and six pistols tucked into the coat. Sense there was nothing in this town he decided to continue walking east. He was hoping that there would be something in the next town even if it was all zombies he had something to shoot.