Zombie Apocalypse

"What?" I asked into the phone, setting up on my bed. My friend just called. "Get your door open, and get out here, but don't get attacked by the zombies." Bree said. Bree is my friend. I knew that there was a zombie apocalypse, but didn't know that they were coming to get me. I ran up to my attic, and grabbed my weapons bag, and ran down, and peeked through the window. I saw a black van pull up, and after I was done securing the door, I signaled them that I was coming. I unlocked the door, pulled out my katana, put the bag on my back, and ran out the door. There was instantly 4 zombies start running toward me, and I sliced their heads off. You don't try to eat me. That's Not Nice! I was standing at the door, and the back door flung open, and someone pulled me in. I looked up to see Drake sitting there. I smiled, and ran to Bree who was driving. "Where to?" She asked. I shrugged, and Morgan said, "To Californa, there is supposed to be a boat come every Thursday, and take survivors to an island in the middle of the ocean. Why not there?" He was looking at me now. I smiled, and said, "I'm up for it if you guys are!" They all nodded, and I pushed Bree out of the drivers seat, and sat. "I'm driving. You guys drive like grandma's, and we'll never get to Cali." I said, smiled, and pushing the pedel to the floor.

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(A/N: Can anybody guess what's going to happen next?)