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Zombie Mall

Brooklyn Mall

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a part of Zombie Mall, by Thundera.

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Thundera holds sovereignty over Brooklyn Mall, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Isabella Evangeline Gray [1] "Good Girls Don't Make History."
Joseph Wells [0] You know fast paced? Well I'm at the next level.

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Isabella stabbed a Zombies neck with a pipe she had ripped off a wall the broken pipe pentrated its throat she stabbed it three times in total before she saw the head fall back and off. She looked around her the nearest safe zone was the store cupboard she legged it into the cupboard clutching the pipe like it was the only reason her heart could beat. Effectively it was though scarily. She locked the store cupboardcupboard andleaned against the door and slide down to the floor she looked up and realized it wasnt the store cupboard but tge teachers' lounge. She swore not as secure as a cupboard would of been but it seemed clear of zombies. She sat in a chair pulling herself togeather.

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Joseph had run out to the soccer field trying to pull as many of these deranged cannibals onto it.

"Come on! You ugly-" he started when a zombie had suddenly cut its path to reach out and grab Joseph he quickly lifted his hands and just as he had practiced many times before when he trained at the Wing Chun dojo in town. He defleceted the arms and pulled the slow body off balance and walked pass while kicking the leg helping the falling of the monster. Joseph noticed there was no sign of pain nor did the monster hesitate in grabbing him while he fell. He had been careful not to get too close to them but now he knew that unarmed combat may help him in troubled times but the enemy was so unorthodox in mind and body that it seemed too risky to go out of the way to engage up close. Joseph needed a weapon.

While distracting the small horde of zombies Joseph saw many students escaping or fighting for their life. Some seemed to have claimed a victory by damaging the head, while others ended up eaten and torn apart.

Joseph stopped his jog and went into a full on sprint. He climbed the high wall of the school, but before jumping down he saw what was on the other side. The city was on fire. He could easily hear the gunshots and saw a few people being swarmed by the zombies. Joseph looked at the school grounds realizing that this hell hole was currently safer seeing as how no more zombies could get in. Somehow Joseph and any other survivors had to clean up their own "mess" and to do that they had to get gathered together.

Joseph looked forward to see and started to move along the thin wall. He moved at a pace slightly faster than the zombies but he knew he would have to get further ahead so he could jump down. Regardless Joseph focused on balance as he moved on his hands and feet along the wall. He needed to get to the Principles office.

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Isabella saw a swarm of zombies going past a window she threw herself against the floor opening a cut on her cheek from grazing a table. She swore as the hot blood dripped down her face. She stayed still for a while maybe five ten minutes before she got up and drew the curtains the curtains werw never shut so to any student who saw that would hopefully realise she was in there. She would live so company her best friend was the first she saw die they had been running from a mob her friend got caught and fell zombies were on her before she could scream. Her sister she had seen already transformed into a fricken zombie. Was there anyway to save her? She had deliberately not killed her sister in case she could. She saw the TV an put it on quitely so she cohld see the news.
Red letters reading
NEW REPORTS SAY AIM FOR THE BRAINS.
She made a mental note the reporter went on about staying indoors and carrying a form of self defence weapon. The woman repeated everything maybe four times before they turned to the weather. "Who gives a flying shit about the weather?" She said fairly enough.

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