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Zombie survial :o part four of chapter one
Ron brushed off some of the bug pulp on his arm. "This is nasty." Ron said reacting in disgust. He searched for more flares and found two. Putting them in his pocket he silently walked down the street avoiding the dead bodys. When he had came to a T in the road he thought for a moment. Left or right, right or left. He thought. After a few moments he went right at a steady pace. He walked past a gunshop that was broken in. He walked past the broken glass and to the ammo part of the store. He pulled out a shelf and saw two empty clips with the same ammo for his Desert Eagle. Smiling he felt good by his luck when suddenly he heard a moan followed by many more. Quickly he turned around and saw a small crowd of people in the shadows. When they walked out of the shadows and into the light he saw they were covered in blood and one of them was missing a arm. "So I was right..." Ron said not feeling great about it. He raised his magnum and fired three rounds. One hitting one of the ghouls in the forehead dead on and the other two ripping into the ones standing next to their heads. Still there were at least seven more. Ron grabbed the clips and shoved them into his pocket. Running he jumped out of the broken pane of glass to display guns and rolled to his feet when he landed. Turning he was already running away from the zombies not wanted to have to deal with them now.
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