It was a beautiful day in Savannah. Ah yes, the smokers and boomers added amazing details to the day. The guts and gore made a nice touch to Nick's white, crisp suit and boy, was he enjoying it.
Nick: " Aw shit, boomer goo is on me. And there's a smoker..."
Nick was now in danger. He hated having the slimy tongue all over him. But Nick wasn't the only one in trouble. Across from his location, a young lad named Ellis was in a pickled corner with a spitter and couldn't get out. Good thing Rochelle was there to help him but for poor Nick, no one was around to help him. Until now. *Insert All Star Here* Ellis heard a scream, and it wasn't Rochelle's. No. It was a male scream.
Ellis: "C'mon Rochelle we gotta help em'."
They ran to the car that they hijacked and started it faster than the speed of light. Ellis was driving and boy did he drive. He was swerving all over the place and hitting zombies at a lightning speed.
Rochelle: "Jesus Ellis, you're gonna kill someone."
Ellis: "No, I am going to save someone."
☀: Kendall's Author Note
Why am I doing this?
