Lauren Cowell's Story

"Come on Lori, just bring yourself up and over." Matthew called down to the little girl by the name of Lauren. They had met each other a few days ago, and were both headed back to Highgate, to find the little girl's parents. Matthew didn't have the heart to tell her that they were dead. They looked through an old building, finding absolutely nothing. But something whizzed by, and Matthew ran over to it. A dog, a small yellow lab. "Ooh, puppy! Can we keep him?" Matthew turned around. "Yeah, sure."

"Come on Lori, just bring yourself up and over." Matthew called down to the little girl by the name of Lauren. They had met each other a few days ago, and were both headed back to Highgate, to find the little girl's parents. Matthew didn't have the heart to tell her that they were dead. They looked through an old building, finding absolutely nothing. But something whizzed by, and Matthew ran over to it. A dog, a small yellow lab. "Ooh, puppy! Can we keep him?" Matthew turned around. "Yeah, sure."

"Come on Lori, just bring yourself up and over." Matthew called down to the little girl by the name of Lauren. They had met each other a few days ago, and were both headed back to Highgate, to find the little girl's parents. Matthew didn't have the heart to tell her that they were dead. They looked through an old building, finding absolutely nothing. But something whizzed by, and Matthew ran over to it. A dog, a small yellow lab. "Ooh, puppy! Can we keep him?" Matthew turned around. "Yeah, sure."

(Decided to get this up and rollin')

"Matthew, where are we going?" Lauren called out over a rock. "I told you already, were going to Highgate." Lauren smiled and ran up to Matthew. "Yay! I hope I find my parents there!" Matthew smiled but frowned on the inside."Yeah, we will, we will."
Matthew was not taking her to Highgate. They were just following their newfound dog, Skipper, down the road. Suddenly Skipper barked. "No! Be quiet Skipper!" Skipper ran off into the woods. "Skipper! Come on Lauren, lets go!" Lauren and Matthew ran after the dog and into the dark, dark, woods. Matthew grabbed Skipper and fell over. "Yeah that's right, I got you now!" Matthew then looked over. Crap! A camp of people. "Lauren get down and be quiet!" Lauren listened and got down obediently. Matthew clapped his hand over Skipper's mouth. Who were these people. Probably cannibals with their luck. But who were they?

(Let's see if we can bring life back to this roleplay, hm?)

Alex was aware that he hadn't been exactly helpful. It was Taylor and Max who were doing all the work. And as for Leo... well, he was just being Leo.
Aarti probably thought she was being useful, but in reality it would most likely be her that got everyone killed.
Alex with no doubt could see that happening. The girl would probably run off somewhere and the group would try to stop her, and with their horrible luck they'd all run right into a hoard of disgusting zombies and have their arms and legs ripped off.
Since there was no sign of any cure happening any time soon, Alex wondered if that actually wouldn't be too bad.

Out of nowhere, Alex heard yelling. Without even taking the time to try to listen to who it was, he pulled out his gun and fired in the direction where the voices were coming from.
Aarti screamed, and pulled the weapon out of his hand, "What do you think you're doing!?" She demanded, shoving the gun to Max, "You'll lead the hoard right towards us!"
Alex glared at her, "Whoever's down there are already leading the hoard toward us! Don't you hear them?" He snapped, angered by the fact that she was blaming him.
Aarti scowled, "That doesn't mean you need to kill them!"

After the words left her mouth, she began climbing down the tree, she had taken the gun back from Max, though. Just to be safe.
"Hello?" She called quietly, hoping that Alex had missed.

"Oh man." Matthew whispered to himself. A gunshot rang out and a bullet whizzed past his face. "Lauren get down!" He called over to her. Lauren jumped down to her stomach. "Hello?" Somebody called out. Matthew pulled the rifle out of his backpack,but Skipper broke free and ran away, barking. "No! Skipper!" Then two large shoes stomped right by his head. Lauren began to cry. Matthew looked up to a smoking barrel of a gun pointed at his head. "Don't you fucking move."