The Road To Canada:
Author's Note: This time I have 4 things to say:
Sorry for the fiasco yesterday when I accidentally posted up chapter 7 of my other story, The Walking Dead: TLOZ onto this story as chapter 7, that's cleared up now.
I am going to respond to Leafs Nation's review of yesterday's chapter by saying this: You'll have to wait and see what happens to Mark.
I have noticed Leafs Nation is the only one reviewing on this story as of when I was writing this chapter, SO PLEASE DROP A REVIEW (I don't care if it is praise or CONSTRUCIVE criticism it will be appreciated all the same).
This will be the last chapter for a bit due to the writer's block I am experiencing for this story as I was writing the next chapter for this story.
Chapter 7: Starved For Help:
"Don't move" Carley yelled.
"Whoa, lady relax" The fat, presumably 40 year old man pleaded.
"I SAID BACK OFF" Carley yelled back!
"Who are you 2 and what do you want with us" I asked them.
"I'm Andy St. John, and he's my brother Danny. We just want to propose a trade" the fat man called Andy answered.
"What kind of trade" I asked Andy.
"You give us some gas to power our generators for our electric fences and we will give you food, we've got plenty of it at our dairy a couple miles up" Andy proposed.
"All right for now you have a deal, but if we see ANYTHING suspicious the deal's off" I answered.
"Okay" The St. John's responded.
"Lee, Mark, Carley, Ben, and Nick, you 5 go and check the place out and see if it's legit before we all go. Got it" Lilly explained then asked us.
"Got it" We all answered, and with that we were off to the dairy. We were travelling to the dairy on foot, Carley and Lee were talking about Lee's past as a convicted killer, Ben was walking in silence, I was going over in my head whether the St. John's could be trusted, and Mark was talking to them. They asked us how many members our group has.
"10 including the kids" Lee answered.
"Don't forget Ben, that makes it 11" Carley added on, Lee must have either forgotten about Ben or didn't think he was staying long term.
"Who's leading things back there" the St. John's asked us.
"It's a democracy, but 2 members of our group are figuratively speaking 'at each other's throats'" I answered. We had noticed a couple bandits bickering about food and other shit like that, then one of them shot the other.
"FUCK YOU" He yelled as he shot his Comrade.
"FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU" He yelled 3 times in a row.
"Jesus" Carley reacted with.
"Asshole" The bandit yelled.
"The world out here has gone to shit. Come on, let's get to the dairy where it's safe" Andy told us. 'Andy is definitely hiding something' I thought to myself.
THE END FOR NOW!