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located in Manhattan, a part of Restless Corpses, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Daniela Roman & Alexander Harrison Character Portrait: Fujiko Komatsuzaki
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“If he doesn’t come out of the station in the next ten seconds we are out of here…” said the woman, as she pulled up beside the truck.
Fujiko couldn't of agreed more, as she spotted a horde of walkers running clumsily down the hill towards them.

"Look Mister, You've got eight seconds!" she yelled out the window. "8...7...6...5...4...3...2........." Fujiko threw the truck into drive after "2". "Okay, lets jet!!" she yelled to the woman, before peeling out the gas station JUST in time to miss the horde of walkers.


She thought she was home free once she pulled out of the station, but the truck only got a few hundred yards, before a group of at least twenty infected walked into the middle of the street. "Damn it!" she yelled, before slamming onto the breaks - sending the truck to a grinding halt. She didn't know what to do, seeing as how the hill behind them was crawling with walkers last time she looked......but much to her surprise, when she looked again in her rear-view mirror, all the walkers from the hill were now mostly making their way about the gas stations parking lot.........
"I-if we drive fast enough, we can make it!" Fujiko whispered to herself, and then placed the truck in reverse, backed up enough to spin the vehicle around, and started to head back in the other direction.
She then began to fiddle with the CB radio, until hitting a channel that sounded clear. "If you can hear me, what do you think about crossing the expressway and going into-"
The channel suddenly cut out on her, and she cussed under her breath, as she continued up the hill - spotting the Sheriffs car behind her. Fujiko randomly punch radio out of frustration a few minutes later, and it seemed to knock some sense back into the thing......as the channel once again cleared up, and she picked up the receiver once again.
"Hey, i think this thing is working again. The city....it's over-run................we'd do best to try and avoid it.............if you can hear me, i'm going to try and make it to the Bronx via the Expressway before the sun sets.........the clock in here says 4:22.......means we have a little over an hour before the sun sets.....we can make it to the expressway in about 15 minutes if we floor it........over?" Fujiko threw the CB device onto the seat, waiting for a response, as she gripped the wheel tightly. Two walkers had just made their way into the middle of the road, and she knew she had to brace herself for impact.
When she hit the monstrosities however, it was like she had hit a bug.......because besides a few smudges of dirt and blood on the windshield, the impact didn't seem to phase the truck one bit.
"Thank god for Chevys!! Wait, what am i saying....this thing is actually a GMC......"
She laughed at herself for a moment, remembering how much she use to swear she'd only drive Chervy's if she ever bought an American made car.



If the radio would allow it, she'd converse with the woman hopefully still behind her throughout the fifteen minute journey.


"We've got to find somewhere to rest after we cross this thing............those beast are always more active at night..........we'll be a traveling buffet if we stay on the road for much longer." she whispered to herself........seconds before slamming on the breaks.

"Oh great....just fucking great!" she whispered, as she stared ahead at the mess of piled/backed up cars on the expressway.........there was no way they'd be able to cross it successfully. But that was the least of her worries, as a loud voice suddenly rung out......from where, she wasn't quite sure.
"Please move away from the expressway........the area has been Quarantined, you are not allowed to pass!"
The voice sounded as if it was coming from what Fujiko assumed was some sort of Military megaphone.

"You've got to be kidding me! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME DAMMIT!!!!!!!!"
She couldn't believe the Military of all people would really try and force survivors back into the hell hole they knew the city was........and so out of pure anger, she began to pound her fist into the steering wheel furiously, before finally stopping at the sound of a small military-grade helicopter flying over towards her from The Bronx.

"This is your last warning, move back from the expressway!"
They didn't give her much of a chance to move back, before they began to fire wildly around the truck.
Astonished, and suddenly fearful of her life, Fujiko quickly threw the car into reverse.........and eventually turned around to head back in the direction of the city, the last place she wanted to go, as the helicopter circled over her once before making its way back across the water.

As it did, Fujiko angrily picked up the CB receiver.
"Can you beleive that?? They tried to shoot us.........i know fear causes human beings to act irrationally but that was just.......insane." she yelled into the device, before she began to wrack her mind for a place they could possibly stay.
Finally, after a few minutes, it hit her.....Gramercy Park.

"Hey, i just thought of a place we might be able to lay low if your interested........Gramercy Park. It's a half hour away, and was pretty deserted when i made my way past it last.....most the houses there are empty a lot of the time, like the 19 Gramercy Park South one. I had a girlfriend who did house cleaning once a week there, she said the owners where never around, and that it was just her and her co-workers most of the time, so........maybe we can try there!?" Fujiko would hook the receiver back up to the CB but keep the thing on, so she could use it hands free. "It's the large brick house, i don't know much about the place, but the owners don't live in the city, so it's likely empty....and maybe we could lock ourselves up on the top floor....it's probably a safe choice to hide from the learners that like to hunt, i mean owner the damn city, at night...... since the windows have dark indoor shutters on them that we could close"


They were only five or so minutes out from Gramercy Park now, and Fujikos nerves were beginning to run wild as the sun was only twenty minutes or so from fully setting...