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Prologue

We dance to I Got You Babe by... what was her name, Etta James?

I've always loved this song. I'd listen to it every evening before going to bed and always made sure to rewind the tape to the beginning just so I could listen to it again next time I had the chance. I guess out of all the things I own, that tape was the most important to me. Ever since she gave it to me, I hadn't cared so much for the Walkman anymore, as long as I had the tape I was good. Never really wanted anyone knowing that though, I kind of liked having the reputation of a bad ass. Who wouldn't?

God I fucking suck at dancing, but she's here with me so I don't mind really.

She does this shuffle move with her legs and I try to mimic her steps, failing miserably. Jesus, I don't know how I'm not dying of embarrassment. But fuck it, I'm having fun.

Suddenly I realize something... She's leaving. She won't be here to watch me dance like a moron anymore. No more late night adventures to our old hang out spots. No more scaring competitions, no more stupid truth or or dares. No more anything.

I feel my feet freeze up, my hands get sweaty and realize I've stopped dancing.

She notices and tries to reach for my hands. "Here." Crap, don't touch my ugly, sweaty hands! I pull away only to get a saddened reaction from her."What is it?" Don't fucking say anything. You know she's wanted this forever, for once don't be so selfish. "Hey." she starts again. "What's wrong?" A lump in my throat forms as I try to stop myself from saying anything stupid. My whole body goes numb and I don't notice when I start speaking. "Don't go." I sound weak and desperate. Great.

Her face softens and her eyes look into mine. I can see her trying to contemplate the situation. I desperately want her to stay, but, she needs this. I think.

She lowers her head and I follow her gaze down to her hand. It comes up and reaches for the Firefly pendant around her neck. She grabs the chain and tugs at it, her eyes look back into mine as she pulls the chain off, throwing the thing to the floor.

Wait, did she just quit the Fireflies?

Before I realized what happened I noticed that I had leaned in and gently pushed my lips against hers. They are so soft and comforting.

I pull away a second later. Wow, did I really just do that? I can't help but give a goofy smile. Voice rash and weak I say, "Sorry." Her face lights up and she returns the same goofy smile. "For what?" She sounds happy, like she was waiting for me to do that. God I hope that's not me over analyzing it.

I glance down at my shoes, feeling a bit shy. "What do we do now?" I look back up at her. "We'll figure it out." she shrugs. "But I doubt Marlene is going to go for it-"

I notice a rustling noise behind her. Lights started to flicker and there was movement. What the fuck? "Wait." There was screaming and grunting, and it was getting louder. Oh my god.

Music still blasting on the sound system, they must have heard us.

The first dark figure that shows itself spots us right away. It grunts and lunges itself towards us.

My body tenses up. We need to get out of here. "Riley!" I scream.

BAM! She plants a bullet right between the infected's eyes. She grabs my clammy hand and pulls me off the glass counter. "Come on, we got to get the hell out of here!"

We make our way out of the store and into the hallway we first came through. We run in through the double door, my heart's pounding, and I'm shaking, but I'm too terrified to notice.

"Barricade the door!" The infecteds' screams are getting louder. Crap! For things that are suppose to be dead they run fast...

Riley disappears from my sight as I stand frozen looking at the closed door. "Ellie!" she screams. I snap out of the stiff state and look back at her, she is pushing a huge metal box. I rush to her side, desperately trying the get the box in front of the entrance to seal it. There, done.

"This way." she grazes my arm and I look over to her now running to the next exit. My body is still shaking. I forgot something back in the other room. "Ellie!" she screams. I force my legs to chase after her. "W-What about our backpacks?" "Fuck the backpacks!" My heart drops. No... my Walkman, the water-guns...Riley's tape... The music was still blaring from the other room. At least I get to listen to it one more time before we get out of here...

I see her make it to the next door. "Oh shit!" Riley slams those doors shut. Grunts and groans coming from the other side of it.

She takes a mannequin arm and seals the door with it. That won't hold long.

"Um..." At this point I have no idea what to do. I feel helpless and scared. I start to stick closer to Riley.

"Over here!" She runs over to a big metal door and crouches down. I run over to her side. "Help me out." Kneeling I grab the underside of the door and help her lift it up. Damn it's heavy, but we get it up a few feet. "Find something to prop it up with. I'll hold it." I do as she says, crawling through the open space and quickly finding a cart I could use. "Hurry!" I grab it in a panic and rush myself back to Riley. Fuck, why does everything have to be so heavy!

As I struggle to bring the cart back I hear the infected getting closer. "Ellie, they're almost through. Ellie!" I'm coming! I prop up the door and she crawls underneath. But as she does so, one of those things appear behind her, disparately trying to grab her. Two bangs and the thing is dead on the floor, drenched in its own body fluids. "Let's go!"

We run to the next door, which seems to be locked. Thank god Riley has a gun. She shoots the lock, opening the door and we sprint out. The music disappeared behind me. I didn't realize it, but I found some comfort in having my favorite song play in the background while we were running for our lives. But now that it was gone I could feel everything becoming more real, more terrifying than before, even though I am still with Riley. But as long as I don't loose her, I know I can keep it together.

Most of the sprint through the mall is starting to become a blur, all I can focus on is Riley in front of me, and the infected following behind. Wait, scratch that, there are more coming from the left. I dodge the infected trying to grab me, and hear a scream. Riley!

One of them grabbed her. Don't touch her! I grab the knife I forgot I had and jump on the predator's back, stabbing him a fuck load of times to get him off of my best friend. One last stab to the face, the lifeless body falls to the floor. "Wow." I hear Riley say.

My heart is pounding in my ears. I'm not letting anything happen to you.

We keep running. Riley is faster than me, but its okay, she's the important one out of the two of us. If one of us has to get left behind it should be me.

"Ellie!" I trip over the edge of the wooden platform I tried jumping across. "I'm good, I'm good. Just keep going." And she does.

I quickly pull myself up and force my aching legs to take me the rest of the way.

"We're almost out!"

We enter a room I've never been in before. The sun is already rising and coming in through the windows. A ray of hope.

I climb up some shit to get closer to the open window. Riley lifts herself up on an unsteady platform. Shit, this looks like it'll fall. I hesitate for a second and look up at her. "Give me your hand!" she says as she reaches out toward me. I see her lean on the platform and it starts moving forward. I jump back, barely dodging the platform coming down on me.

It falls all the way to the ground and crushes one of the infected that was trying to climb up. I quickly look back up, Riley was safe and sound. But now I have no way of getting the where she is. FUCK!

I look behind me again and two more infected are running at me. "Riley!" I scream.

My body freezes up again. No, no, no, no, not now. Please not fucking now!

The best I can do is stand my ground. Holding on to my knife for dear life, I force my right arm out to point it at these motherfuckers. "ELLIE!"

The first one pushes me back, but I stay standing as I stab it once in the shoulder and another time in the face. The adrenalin was rushing through me as I stab it one more time in the gut for good measure. Yea, fuck you! More guns shots are heard and I see the last infected dead on the floor along with the one I just annihilated.

I let out a breath, heart still pounding in my head and face burning from the sprint. I take a moment to let my breath catch up to me.

"I think it's clear." I announce. Riley jumps down from the window and looks around before walking over to me, a half terrified half proud look on her face. "I think so too." I smile.

"Come on, let's get out of here before more show up." We do just that.

Running straight for another open window that wasn't too high for us to reach. We jump out and land on the roof of the building next to us. Not stopping to look behind us, we keep running. Away from the infected that weren't suppose to be in this city in the first place...and... away from our memories. Goddamnit! My stuff...

After running and jumping across a few more rooftops, we stop to catch our breaths one more time. Riley sits at the edge of the roof and folds her arms on the railing. I join her, mimicking her sitting position, sitting straight, arms crossed in front of me.

We sit in silence for what feels like forever. Or maybe, what I was hoping would be forever.

"That sure is quite the view, huh?" She finally says, looking out on to the sun rising over the cityscape. I look over at her mesmerized expression, smile on her face and sparkle in her eyes, I can't look away. "Yeah. It is."

Her smile gets bigger and she looks back at me.

Her expression changes right away though. Smile vanishing and dark eyes looking worried. "Ellie." I start to feel a sharp pain somewhere. I'm not sure if it is my heart, or my brain, or whatever. Maybe it's the look she's giving me. "Ellie, your arm."

My nerves start to turn back on. The pain I just felt started getting worse as I came to realize it was real. I look down at the damaged limb. It's covered in blood. Whether it's my own blood or the blood of the infected I stabbed, I wasn't too sure. I wipe away the grim and dirt, and see the teeth marks staring back at me. More red comes out of the open wound, and the pain is no longer just uncomfortable. "No...no, no, no, no, no." was all I could say as I try wiping away the dirty blood that kept coming out of my forearm.

Aaaand with that we will now be going in to Chapter 1. Hoped you liked it! Remember to drop me a review, it'd be much appreciated. Also, be nice, this is my first fic being published xDD

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