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located in Twin Cities, a part of The Will to Survive: A Beginning, one of the many universes on RPG.

Twin Cities

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Character Portrait: Constantine C. Flint Character Portrait: Simon Beaman Character Portrait: Evelyn Ramirez Character Portrait: Harry Carter Character Portrait: Dominic Sinclair Character Portrait: Aldrin Christopher White
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Leaping from building to building. He had been running for about an hour now, he stopped to catch his breathe. He looked down at the roads, which seemed to have calmed down a bit. He saw someone driving, the car was going so fast but the driver handled it with ease.

"Guess it's just more people trying to survive." He thought. The car had about five people in it, a woman and four men.

After watching the car pass, Aldrin decided to keep moving forward. He could see Gus's street from where he was standing, although he could see it. . . It was still far away.

Finally, Aldrin reached a building where it was impossible to make it to the next building without a ladder or a long wooden plank. He searched the rooftop for anything that could get him across, but he had no such luck. There was a door that lead downstairs into the building. Aldrin decided to look inside for possibly a ladder, if not, then he would have to use the roads.

Aldrin turned the doorknob, luckily it was unlocked. Tip-toeing down the stairs, Aldrin quietly made his way down and peaked his head around the corner. He couldn't see or hear anything, but he was still cautious. He didn't have any equipment on, except for his cellphone. "The cellphone!!" He suddenly thought, he did not want it going off and breaking the silence even though there was no network coverage he still put it on silent. He realised that the building was a laundromat. He looked inside the maintenance room for anything. He found a step-ladder, but that wouldn't help him, however, he did find a crowbar. He could use this as a weapon, instead of using his fists or feet, risking him in getting bitten by the walkers.

After he grabbed the crowbar, he walked out and looked around some more. In a hurry, he accidentally banged one of the washing machines with the crowbar; BANG! The sound was so loud, all of the walkers outside stopped dead in their tracks, and suddenly twisted their necks with their faces looking straight at the laundromat. Aldrin stood there, frozen. All of those lifeless eyes, just staring at him. He didn't know what to feel, other than scared. He slowly backed away from the entrance and made his way to the stairs. Not knowing where he was going he banged into another washing machine; BANG! In an instant the walkers sprinted straight for the laundromat smashing right through the glass. Aldrin quickly ran for the stairs, one of them grabbing his ankles. Aldrin bashed the crowbar in the back of it's skull, he saw as maybe, ten or twenty were charging at him. Luckily they all tried to enter through the door at once and squashed each other, making it difficult to reach him. He quickly kicked the walker off his ankle and made his way for the rooftop.

There was nowhere to go. Aldrin stood there, waiting for the walkers to run through that door. . .