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"Alright." he said walking to the store "And some chapstick and water" he heard. "ALRIGHT!!" he knocked on the door. A man came, Looked at him, then opened it.
" Alright, make it quick." The man said, he looked about 50 to 60 years old. How did he know about this place? This wasn't his first trip, he had been here many times before. This was a HQ for survivors. He had everything there, Guns,Radios, Pills, Food, Water, Cellphones. He had a aid who looked about 18. He asked for some smokes and the man gave it to him. "6 bucks" he said. Jess took out a 5 and a 1. He gave it to him. He walked to the back and grabbed a water and some chapstick. "Do you have any chapstick?" He asked the Aid. "Nah." He picked up a radio. It was a old one, like one you would get from a Jeep. He brought it over and plopped it down on the table. The man looked at everything. "30 bucks" He said hastily. Jess coughed up the money ((Not like coughed it up but like got it out)) and handed it to him. "Thank you" He said and walked out the door. He walked to his car. It was filled up. He gave the supplies to Vance. "The names Jess" he said, He walked over to the other side and took the pump out. He put it back in its area and got into the car and buckled up. He got out slowly and then sped again. "So you wanna go strait there?" He said. It was getting darker. "We might have to stop somewhere to get some shut eye.

Kain waited another moment, almost trying to call over the radio again before he let out a sigh. It must be pointless to try and contact anyone with this busted thing. Turning the radio off, he rested the caller on top, moving toward the ladder to climb his way slowly out of the bunker.

Above ground, he let out a sigh of relief, happy no zombies had seemed to stumble upon him. Despite that relief, it made him frustrated knowing he couldn't find anyone. Once firmly above ground, he made his way toward the frontyard of the house, stopping as he noticed a added garage. Weird that he had found nothing leading to it on the inside of the house. Dropping to his knee, he gripped the damaged door's bottom, jerking it up with a quick lift, breaking a fixed part within to allow it to open up.

Pushing it all the way up, he let the light fill the room. Most of the contents of the garage was parts, but in one corner, sitting on its side, was a racing kart. Just big enough for an adult his size.

Moving carefully toward it, he grabbed a gallon container for gas. There was about half of it left. Perhaps it had been used to try and slow the zombies. It didn't matter, since he would probably need it for this new ride of his. Turning back to the kart, he gripped bottom rails, carefully stepping back before pulling it, forcing it back onto its wheels. It sounded stable enough, but he knew the engine would be faulty. All he needed was a ride for a while.

Placing all his gear but his Glock in the passenger seat, he moved around to the driver's side, carefully lowering into it. It was a bit tight, but it would work. Thankfully, the engine didn't require a key. Someone simply used a start switch for it. Flicking it upward, the garage filled with a soft grumble, then a rather noisy growl. The engine wasn't going to take him but probably a few miles, but a few miles could get him almost anywhere that others could be. Pressing in the gas pedal, he softly moved the kart onto the grass, then turned it enough to speed up and out of the front yard.

Back on the road and heading toward, as the signs said as he entered the old interstate, a gas station. It was about four miles down the road, so he could possibly make it.

"Umm... Okay?" Jess responded. He drifted and went into a residential area. "Check to see if there are any you like..." Jess said. He went down a street. One infected was on the road. He opened the door and hit the zombie in the face knocking it back. He chuckled. He drove slowly to make sure that Vance could check out the houses.

Jess stopped hard and skid. "What the F**k" He said He put on his Cowboy hat and got out. he looked at the wee cart.

"H-hey! You guys got room for another? Never hurts to have another gun, right?"

"Yah, Its a little cluttered in the back, but you can move it to the side." He opened the door. Jess went around to the other side and got in on the drivers seat.

"whos that?" i point over at the new guy.
"names Kain..."
i nod.. "ok well we can always add more to the possy eh?"
we drove off a little more. "there!" i point at a small one story house, black and with a few windows. the windows have steel bars over them and look quite gothic. "that'll be great. the zombies would have trouble with those suckers meaning barracding the windows isnt a porblem!" i smile and we pull up in front of the house...

(Are you posting as me? From how I read it, you are.)

(Oh fine, I'll wake her up, I was waiting on Mark, but he's taking too long!)

Leaning up against the door, Rayde heard a soft knock and then Shane's voice."Hey......can I come in?" Rayde looked at Mark who was busy sharpening his Machete, he was entranced. Rayde stood up quietly un barred the door. She quickly reached out and grabbed Shane who was sitting on the ground next to the door and pulled him in.

He hit the ground with a grunt and Rayde grinned and said, "You came back, You really did!" trying hard as she could to be quiet. She kissed him on the cheek and said, "Oh it's good to have you back, any word from Andre? " She looked him in the eyes and knew he hadn't heard from him either. Rayde let him go and heard another knock at the door.

Followed by an unknown voice, "Is anyone there?" Puzzled by the nw voice and lack of gunfire coming from it, Rayde opened the door yet again. There was a man, kinda tall, with dark hair and blue eyes. He looked kind of worried as though he had been on the move for a long time.

Rayde thought for a second this could be a bad idea, why would he be here if he wasn't trying to kill us? Then she raised an eyebrow and smiled "Get in here before you get yourself killed, kid," Rayde felt as though this guy wasn't going to be a problem, not at all. She slapped a friendly hand on his shoulder and took him over to the back of the room where there was a chair. Rayde continued, "You can stay with us for a while, But I swear to god if you do anything to hurt any of my friends, I'll kill you myself." She tightened her grip on his shoulder and dug her pistol into his side, "But if you play nice than we'll all be fine." she said as she holstered her pistol and released his shoulder "The food and water is over on the table, feel free to help yourself to some. We move in thirty." Rayde said with a smile as she lit a cigarette.

Raydewalked over to Nilla rested a hand on her shoulder and said, "Hey hun, time to get up, we're going to get ready to leave. Did you sleep well?" Rayde helped the girl to her feet and smiled.

Rayde turned and noticed Shane's injury was seeping through his bandages. Rayde walked over and got down into a squat as she looked at Shane. He looked kinda rough, she said to him "This is looking pretty bad, Let me take a look and see what I can do," as she started exposing the wound.

It looked as though it was starting the heal a bit but he would need stitches. Rayde pulled the stitch kit from her aid bag and said, "Don't be a woman, the more you move the worse it'll be. This IS going to hurt." And with that Rayde wiped the old blood off the wound and started to work. She wished she had some kind of anesthetic other than rum and a painkiller other than morphine she didn't want him to be incoherent for the trip.

Rayde finished stitching him up and said, "There good as new! Do try to take it easy this time," she said with a laugh, slapping him gently on the spot she just stitched up. Rayde went back to her bags and prepared for the move out of the sewers.

She wondered what it'd be like wherever they ended up. She smiled and took another drag from her cigarette, whatever it looks like she didn't care, she had hew new family. She was home with them. She would keep them safe. Rayde smiled and readied her gear for roll out, reloaded and did last minute checks on her weapons. She took off her vest and packed it away cleanly in the duffel. She was ready to get back on the move. Rayde leaned against the wall and watched the new guy, making sure he wasn't planning anything. If he did, she thought, he wouldn't live through the planning phase. She smiled and enjoed the last of her cigarette.