The Trap

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I finish eating the tender meat of the coyote that she killed and tell Christina,"I need to take a breather."

I walk outside and sit in my porch. A kid walks up to me with his plain khakis drenched with a dark Crimson stain of blood.

"Ah. Ah. Uh. Sir? Can you. Help. Me," he asks.

"Uh huh," I reply.

The kid pulls out which looks like an M9 and points the trigger to me.

He says with a smirk on his little teenage face,"Surprise."

"Oh no. What ever shall I do," I say sarcastically.

All of a sudden more boys pop from trees and bushes surrounded my house.

"Uh oh," I say.

I run into my house and alert Christina of the boys outside with M9's and AK's.

We walk out of the front door and fire our weapons at the boys. I shot a boy and his body jolted back and disappeared into the bushes I thought it was odd.

I thought in my head of what that could be. Oh no.

"DEFECTS!" I yell.

All the boys scramble and as soon as they get to their feet a bunch of defects jump from the bushes and on to the boys.

One of the boy's spine had gotten grousomly ripped from his back as he yelled a great scream. The defect grabbed the inside of his mouth and ripped his mouth from his brain, by pulling back his teeth letting his bones crackle and bleed.

The defect then went into the boys stomach and ripped out his intestines one by one slobbering every last inch down his throat.

I saw this and thought it was horrifying so I took Christina's sniper from her and shot the defect in the face.

Blood had splattered from its brain and onto other bodies left on the ground. The crack of the bullet sound had left the defects thinking of where there are more people so they went running towards us.

Christina and I had then run into the house and grabbed some dynamite. I opened the window on the second floor and yelled out,"Hey knuckleheads! Over here! -(They looked up)- Catch!"

I threw the four sticks that were tied together and lit with fire far away from our house. The Defects ran for it and as soon as they made to it, the dynamite had blown them to bits leaving a black and bloody grass stain on the depths of the ground.

"Damn that was-"I say.

Christina has a defect jump onto her and she smacks it into the face then stabbing it with the barrel of her sniper.

"Dang Christina. What's with you and blood on the floor. Never mind. As I was saying. Damn that was way too close."

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