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Chacago Dec 30th 1948
"Got to keep moving!" Shouted a Mans Voice belonging to a young man in his 30s well built with some stubble on his cheekbone wearing a black leather jacket in army boots. who could be seen running for his life as a horde of Undead were hot on his trail. "Tom over here!" Shouted yet another voice just down the alley in which the man now identified Tom was nearing. Not thinking twice Tom ran down the alley where a fellow survivor opened a door and let him in before closesing it befor the undead could get in. "Arrrahhhhhh" shouted the zombies as they began banging on the door holding to get in. "Thanks for saving me back there" Tom thanked the man who seemed to be 5'11 with black eyes brown hair and fat. "No problem we all have to help each other besides can't leave an old war buddy to die now can I?" The man said smiling. This got Toms attention. "War buddy? Who are you how do you know my name?" Tom asked with a look of confusion. At this the Fat man laughed and said "is that anyway to treat a camanding officer sergeant?". "Wait Bill?! Is that you?". "In the flesh" the man now known as Bill replied. "Yeah looks like you got a Lot of flesh on you Captain " Tom said laughing causing Bill to scoff. "You try staying in shape at 54" Bill said defensively. "Anyways Bill do you know what's happening out there? One day I'm here in Chicago just passing by and the manger from my hotel is trying to eat me for launch!". Bill looked at Tom sadly before saying "sorry son I have no clue but I do have good news". "What is it replied Tom now curious. "Well I contacted our old unit off the radio and they say they have a farm located in Stanford Connecticut secured that we can stay at tell this mess blows over" Bill said execitingly. This gave Tom some hope. "Ok how do we get there since we're boarded up in this uh restaurant right now ". Before Bill could respond suddenly as if on clue the door to the back entrance broke down and suddenly they heard "Arrrah" as zombies started storming the building. "Oh Fuck" shouted Bill as he reached for a handgun next to him "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" Sounded off the gun as Bill managed to shoot 3 zombies killing 2. "Scality follow me!" Said Bill as he ran out the front door of the restaurant. And so Tom ran following bill after a few blocks and 30 minutes of running they finally stopped running out of breath. "Ok bill what now?" Said Tom as he caught his breath. "Now we get to Stanford" Bill said with a wild look in his eyes.
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