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McKenzie paused, thinking for a small moment. She turned her head to look back the way she came, it seemed quiet as a mouse where they stood at the moment. "The way I came.. Well, I didn't come too far.. Just finally got the urge to leave my own home." She laughed bitterly, "To answer your question... Maybe. It's hard to tell but I was only attacked twice on my way." It never felt safe, no matter how quiet it could be. She constantly felt a shiver run down her spine, her heart rate picked up at every little ruffle in the wind, and she froze in fear at every sudden movement. She saw things that weren't there, her imagination playing not so nice tricks on her, freaking her out even more than she was.

McKenzie licked dry lips, fear filling her, heart clenching. If his way wasn't clear then.. So many people had died. She knew the infection was bad.. But god, how bad had it gotten in such a short amount of time? She heard a faint low growl in the distance, praying to the gods that it was once again her mind. Pausing to see if John heard the noise, her ears perked up, paying close attention to whatever it could be.