Chapter 1

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Elliot POV:

Light! Oh my god, why is it so bright? Why is my vision so weird? Is there someone in front of me?

"What the fuck just happened?"-Carter

Good, there is someone in front of me, maybe they can tell me what happened.

"Excuse me but my vision is still coming back to me, do you mind telling me what happened?" I said, rubbing my eyes with the palm of my hands.

"This can't be possible, you were dead! How is this possible? Oh my god, I died and went to some weird-ass form of heaven." said the girl that I could now sort of see with my own eyes. She has faded red hair, ocean blue eyes, and a long scar down her left eye. I have to admit she's kind of pretty. Hold on, she has blood staining her shirt. Oh my god, is she hurt?

"Hey miss, are you hurt?" I say slowly approaching her with caution.

"What, no. I'm not hurt. How are you even talking to me right now? You were literally the walking dead seconds ago!" She screamed bringing her hands up to her head.

"I'm sorry, I was WHAT!" I exclaimed, processing what she had just said.

"Listen to me you were a zom-"

*GRUNT*

"Dammit, I let my guard down! Okay no time for questions, follow me if you want to live!" The girl said quickly, grabbing my hand and sprinting down the street.

"Where are you taking me and what do you mean I was the walking dead?!" I gasped out, running short on oxygen because of her fast pace.

"That's not important right now, all you need to worry about is getting away from that!" she shouted, pointing her finger behind me. I followed her finger and found a half dozen zombie-looking people running up behind us.

"What the FUCK are those!" I yelled, quickly picking up my pace.

"Those my friend, are zombies and they are after us, all because of you. So thanks a lot!" She sneered, picking up her pace as well, upon seeing the growing horde of zombies.

"Quick turn into here, they won't want to come any closer." She said, making a sharp turn into an alley. The alley was covered in zombie parts and it smelled immensely grotesque. God this is all kind of weird!

"Good, now quick, into that basement cellar they won't be able to get in if they do decide to walk into the alley." She said pointing at an elevated door on the floor that I assume led to the so-called basement cellar. I quickly went into the cellar to find myself in pitch-black darkness.

"Watch out, the ceiling gets pretty low at some points," she said, from somewhere in the darkness. Suddenly, the room filled with light, and I saw her by a wall, her hand holding a switch while she leaned heavily on her right foot.

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