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"Thank you," said the young woman. "Thank you so much for saving me from those monsters,"

"Not a problem," said the man closest to the woman. "Here have something to eat," he said offering her some food. "It will help with the shock. My name is Garry, by the way. What is yours, miss?" Garry asked as he took another bite and chew as he stared at the woman. She seemed to take the food quite easily. It was cleanest food in the world but she seemed to not mind the mess..

"Charlotte," she answered between bites. She hadn't realized she was so hungry. It was understandable. She looked at the two men that had attacked and tried to have their way with her.

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Last night:

Charlotte ran for her life as the two men followed.
'No, not men.' she thought to herself. 'These were beasts. She ran on feeling exhaustion attacking her muscles. The only thing that was working for her was the adrenaline that was keeping her awake.

They had attacked her group in the middle of the night. Charlotte, Ben, and Trevor had made a small fire to keep from being noticed early before it got dark and then had rolled up to stay warm. Trevor took first watch and was the first to die. The two men were wilderness fanatics judged by their attire and from talking about finding their tracks. Ben and Charlotte ran but it was difficult in the night. Ben had stayed behind to give Charlotte a better chance.

Charlotte had been running all night long and stopped only to catch her breath but she ran further. It was too much for her. Her fear of what they would do to her outstripped the fear of any zombies that might show up. This fear was overridden however when she saw her first zombie. She changed directions to avoid the zombie just as tree burst into pieces as it was struck by a bullet. The gun shot followed. She ran frantically trying to weave around trees. She could hear them laughing and jeering as they continued to pursue

The bullet hit her leg and she screamed in agony as she fell hard to the ground. Her adrenaline was overloading as she ignored the bullet and tried to stand only to fall as the pain pushed pass her fear. She started to crawl digging her fingers and nails into the dirt only to see another zombie. It looked fresh. It had been an decent looking young man. She noticed the bite mark glad he hadn't been deformed by a horde. Charlotte smiled a bitter smile thinking there was a chance these bastards would suffer.

It was only when the zombie looked at her that she was thrown for a loop. It didn't approach, in fact it looked away. Bitter tears and confusion swelled within Charlotte and her fear returned when she heard a laugh and felt the warm hand of one of the survivalists around her ankle. She screamed for help only for no answer to come nor did it attract the zombie either. She stared blankly as her mind went numb as she continued to fight the men but stare at the zombie. It was only when it looked at her again and smiled that she felt a coldness wash over her.

Snap! broke a twig behind the men. They both turned around while the first didnt' let go of the fighting girl. Charlotte stared at the new zombie, but actually realized it was the one she had passed long before.

'Was it fresh enough to have run after them,' she wondered slightly realizing she was not fighting the man anymore. She started to struggle with a new vigor as another sound of snapping twigs came from the left and right. The man left standing shot only to hit the arm of the zombie behind due to it's head being hidden behind a tree. He shot at each of of others only to the same effect.

The woods remained silent only filled with new snapping twigs as zombie after zombie began to inch closer and closer all the while keeping their heads hidden behind trees. Two zombies fell and the air was filled with moans. The first man pulled out a machete and the second let go of the Charlotte as he pulled out a gun and machete too. They put their backs together circling taking shots when they could. The fear escalated when the first click of an empty chamber.

The zombies swarmed and not just shambling but they were almost at jogging speed. The the man that had grabbed her opened fire hitting shoulders, necks and the occasional head.

Click, click, click. Empty.
They swung their machete's down and the closest one stopped short lifting its arm trying to grab the man's but failed at it and lost its arm and was pushed back. But in response it was pushed forward by the zombies behind and made a lunge and grabbed for the mans arm again. The other man was swinging in arcs showing a great deal more skill as he aimed for heads.

Charlotte smiled as she was saved by zom-
A hand wrapped around Charlotte's neck as teeth sank into her neck. She screamed bloody murder and watched as the men fell under the weight of the zombies and watched as a few others came to her to feast as well. Her heart betrayed her as it pumped blood out the wound in her neck. Everything went dark as she felt another pair of teeth sink into her back.

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Present:

Charlotte finished off the hand that Garry gave to her. She had been shocked at first when she had awoken but was strangely at ease with the situation. She asked how it was possible, and Garry pointed to the young man with the single bite wound on his arm. The young man's name was Zeke and he had some sort of ability that allowed the mind to be revived, keep the bodies from rotting, and somehow allowing them greater control of their bodies than what would be expected of a normal zombie.

Zeke stood up.

"Come on all," he said with a strong voice. "Finish up and lets get moving." And with that the surrounding zombies picked up a few scraps and chewed as they started walking after Zeke. Charlotte grabbed the machete and lopped off the bastards foot and carried both as she too followed the small horde.