The team was damaged, not badly, I mean Ellis MAY have had two deep gashes across his stomach, Coach MAYBE was limping because of a hunter nearly took his leg off. Nick was carrying Rochelle. She was knocked out by a charger. You'd think, with all this bad luck, their moods would be a little be off? Well, apparently not! With the exception of Nick, of course, AND with the fact that Rochelle was knocked out, but the good news was that they had managed reached an old abandoned Motel. They went in through the entrance of the Motel doors, they could believe what they were seeing.
The Motel had been hardly touched by anyone or thing. The beds were neatly made, coach looked through the kitchen's cupboards and found loads of food that hadn't gone off and looked edible. Heck, Even a chocolate bar! (or two, But the others wouldn't find out, coach was sure of that.)
Two of the cupboards contained medical equipment, All this was enough to heal them up over twice their normal health! There were even clothes that fitted them! This was like heaven to our zombie killing friends.
"OH MY FRIGGIN' JESUS CHRIST, LOOK Y'ALL! KIDDYLANE!" Ellis Exclaimed Excitedly at a poster.
"Ellis, Honey, Not right now, please." Ro Replied.
"Okay." Ellis then walked off in some random direction.
"OMG ITS-"
"ELLIS SHU'DDUP!"
- With Our Other Zombie Butt Kicking Group-
" I hate long routes." Francis Mumbled. Zoey just rolled her eyes. They had explained to Francis a MILLION times the reason they were taking this route. "I hate New York." Bill whacked Francis on the head. "I SWEAR! YOU BLOODY YOUNGIN'S! IN MY DAY, THEY USED TO MAKE US RUN AROUND A PITCH BLACK INDOOR TRAINING AREA !" Bill Shouted to Francis.
"That doesn't sound so bad." Louis said.
"IT DOES WHEN THE TRAINING ARENA IS 5 MILES LONG AND YOU HAVE TO GO AROUND 5 TIMES NON STOP!"
"..."
" No wonders why he's so Damn Grouchy... I hate Hard Work."
"Hey guys! Look!" Zoey Whispered whilst Pointing a large building.
" Is That what I think it is?! Louis whispered back.
"I HATE MOTELS!"
"FRANCIS!"
