Author's Note: Now over to Frank. R&R Please!

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Dead Zim Walking

Chapter 2- Welcome to Willamette

Frank West and Ed Deluca were just about to enter Willamette Colorado.

"Say Buddy? You mentioned something about research for a report," Ed asked, "What are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?" "I got a tip that something big is going on down there." Said Frank. "Wouldn't they have put something about this on TV?" Ed asked. "Nah, I'm Freelance, I don't wait for the TV to tell me what to cover." Ed and Frank laughed at this.

"Here we are; Willamette, Colorado. Population: 53,594. Distinguishing characteristics: jack shit!" Ed let himself laugh again. Frank was focused on the town below, but turned his camera when he saw several military jeeps down below. Almost as if they were... closing off the town. "Was that the army? Did you see that?" Ed asked incredulously.

"Yeah, Looks like Taking the helicopter was the way to go. Take me down. I want to get shots of the entire town before the National Guard finishes roping it off." "You got it." With that, Ed took the helicopter lower.

Frank only saw a few people walking through the streets slowly. Their backs were turned to the camera, so Frank couldn't get a good shot. They continued through the town, and Frank zoomed in on what looked like a group of people huddled over another human. There was a puddle of blood on the ground and Frank soon got to see what was happening at that particular spot. The three people were eating the person on the ground.

"Whoa, what is that, some kind of riot?" Ed drew Frank's attention from the cannibalistic group and down to a three-car pile-up. Another group of people were advancing slowly on another person, he was standing on top of one of the cars and he had a 2 x 4. Frank began taking pictures almost exactly at the same moment that the man began smacking the other humans with the piece of wood. Eventually, the man spotted Frank and Ed and began waving his arms around as if calling for help.

But while his back was turned, the group on the ground advanced on him and began biting his legs. The man was eventually pulled to one side of the cars where he was slowly being devoured.

"Whoa, no way. Check that out, look at all those people! What the hell's going on around here?" Frank's attention was once again diverted to a school bus straight ahead of them. He took a few more pictures before moving the camera towards the school bus.

Although the group's back was turned to the camera, Frank took pictures. Apparently, the people were clawing at the school bus, as if trying to knock it down or to get inside. "I don't know, but one thing's for sure; it's not business as usual in this little town."

Frank and Ed advanced further into the city and stopped momentarily at the Tornado gas station. After a few moments, the gas station exploded. Just as it started, Frank managed to snap a few pictures. "WHOA! Holy shit! Did you see that?" Frank watched as people emerged from the fire and fell over slowly.

"Yeah." Frank and Ed remained at that spot until Ed broke the silence. "I've gotta take her up for a sec, alright?" Ed didn't wait for a response; he just took the helicopter high enough to avoid the fumes from the station and kept going. Frank noticed more people on the roof of a warehouse. "Take us down; I need to see what's on that roof."

Ed brought the chopper down close enough to see exactly what was going on down below. More people covered in blood were advancing on a woman from all directions. She had nowhere to run, so she quickly pulled out a gun and shot at the people closest to her. This didn't quite work though, as the people were only forced to step back a bit.

The woman spotted Ed and Frank and started to wave, just as the man who was eaten before her did. One of the people grabbed her from behind, and they fell off the roof. As they were falling, Frank managed to get a picture. Ed let out a moan of disgust. "Is this what you came to take pictures of?" Ed asked. "Yeah." Frank replied

"Take me to the center of town" Frank said. "You got it." Replied Ed.

As they came closer to the mall, a black helicopter, which-unbeknownst to Frank- had shot down an alien and his malfunctioning robot slave. "SHIT!" Ed tried to outmaneuver the helicopter, but two more came up.

Frank just told him to get closer to the mall. "I'm gonna get my ass chewed for this." Ed brought Frank as close to the heli-pad as possible without landing. Frank jumped out and Ed took off. Frank landed safely on the roof.

"You came here by helicopter?" A man wearing a white shirt with moths embroidered on it stood in front of him. "Yeah. Can you tell me what's going on here?" The man chuckled. You are a journalist, correct?" "Yeah, but what's going on, why's the army here?" The man chuckled again. "It doesn't sound like Civil disobedience, it's too quiet. It's almost as if..." Frank started. "Everyone's already dead?" The man finished for him. "This, my friend, is Hell." With that, he began to lean up against the wall leading into the mall. But before Frank went in, he noticed what looked like a burning alien spacecraft behind the doorway into the mall. He took some pictures and went inside.

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Alright, finally done this chapter! I might not have gotten all the lines correct, but I'm not about to play the game while writing this, now am I? R&R please!