Chapter twelve

The next day, we began packing our things. I had even forgotten that we were running away from zombies. Because of the dream, I had about Xavier, I tried to distance myself away from him.

When we were done, Brandon convinced us to carve our initials on a tree to show that we were there before anyone else thinks they discovered the place first.

After, we continued walking for about thirty minutes before reaching the exit of the forest. I stopped and sighed. It was time to return to the zombie world.

We walked through a few towns and we would occasionally bring out our weapons in a defensive stance when we heard noises. We had reached a big old house which smelled terrible. Something seriously off about the house. Its appearance screamed danger but we were oblivious to the fact.

Just when we were about to pass by it, a zombie jumped at us. It fell on Brandon and attempted to bite him but Brandon was fast and flipped it over. Brandon then used a stone nearby to hit its head.

At that moment, more zombies came around. We had been surrounded by at least ten of them. The zombies were fast and tried to lunge at us. The four of us had put our backs against one another and held our guns to kill any zombie that tried to attack us.

I shot a zombie in the head that tried to bite me. When another tried to lunge at me, I shot it too. Xavier, Senah, and Brandon were also shooting zombies.

The zombies were violent, unlike the ones I had fought in the past. Their expression showed that they wouldn't spare us if they caught us. They looked like they were getting frustrated.

Suddenly, a zombie attacked Xavier and bit him.