Ryan's POV
The day has finally came. It is now time to leave the comfort of the saferoom. We have packed everything that we can carry. I had my revolvers and my shotgun, Eleanor had her pistol along with a hunting rifle (it was on the table that had the ammo pile), Dallas had his modified shotgun and his pistol, and Alexis had her assault rifle with her python. Before we left the saferoom, Dallas left behind an audio diary that told of our five day stay in here.
I'm going to miss this saferoom, it had it all. It had two beds (we had to share), three separate rooms, an ammo pile, a working toilet, lots of water, a working oven, and a frequency radio. The radio wouldn't pick up anything despite being in working order. Too bad, we had to leave since there is no more food. If I could, I would have stayed longer. I bet this was a nice house before everything went to hell.
We all left the saferoom. Upon exiting the saferoom, we found ourselves in the backyard of the saferoom. In front of the backyard was a large grass field. Right when we left the saferoom, we all heard the echoing, maniacal laughter of a Leaper.
I said, "There's a leaper out there."
"Dallas is going to kick his ass!"
"Check yer surroundings." Alexis said.
We all went forward into the large grass field. The grass in the field was taller than regular grass. The grass went as high as my knees. There was several strays around the field; both me and Eleanor were killing them. The laughter is heard again, but it sounded closer this time. Where the hell is this leaper? I turned around and saw that only Eleanor was behind me. Dallas and Alexis was a little behind us.
"Where is this leap-?" I asked.
A Sobber's scream fills the air, interrupting me. The scream was followed by two shots from what I recognized to be Alexis' python. Both me and Eleanor turned around. Alexis stood there with her python pointed at the ground. Dallas was next to her.
Alexis yelled towards me and Eleanor, "Ryan, Eleanor, come here. Ya gotta come see this."
We went towards them. When we got to them, they were looking at an infected's corpse. It looked completely new. The corpse's skin matched that of the grass in terms of texture and color. The skin slowly went to the regular infected skin texture. The corpse looked like a woman about three, maybe four, years older than me. She was wearing a dirty summer dress and there was a bow in her messy hair. She also had brown hair.
"What is this infected?" Eleanor asked.
"Ah don't know...It's new. It screamed when ah accidentally stepped on it." Alexis answered.
"It was camouflaged. It was blending in with the grass." I said.
"Dallas could camouflage if he wanted to." Dallas said. Dallas' bragging is starting to get annoying...
"What should we call it?" I asked.
"...How about 'Octopus?'" Alexis suggested.
"Octopus'...hmm, Dallas likes that." Dallas said.
"I do, too. How about you, Eleanor?" I said, looking towards her.
"Um...why...why "Octopus?"...that is...if you don't mind me asking." She asked.
"Because an octopus can blend in with their surroundings."
"Then...I guess that would work." Eleanor said.
"We can't stay here. We have to keep moving." I said.
"Yer right. Let's go." Alexis said.
We continued though the grass field, killing any strays and wanderers that came towards us. I also noticed that the laughter of the leaper was gone; was it coming from the Octopus? In the distance, I saw the school. It seems the school was past a large, deluxe theater. I forgot what the name of it though. I think it was called "Bang Bang Cinema."
BANG! BANG!
Those were gunshots! I looked towards everyone and they looked back at me. We nodded at each other and ran towards the source of the gunshots.
"You think those were survivors?" I asked.
"Most likely, who else would it be?" Alexis replied.
Soon, we exit the grass field and came across a somewhat short bridge. There were several abandoned cars around the bridge. In the middle of it all was a red mini-van that was being swarming by the infected. I saw muzzle flashes coming from the driver side of the car. I took out my shotgun and started firing into the swarm. Several of the infected went down. I heard gunshots coming from my companions too.
After a few seconds of shooting, the swarm that was attacking the car was dead. The door to the driver side opened up revealing a survivor that had brunette hair. The survivor wore a blue Yankees skater hat, a black beater with a bandolier of bullet cartridges, camo-cargo pants, and gray Nike shoes. He was also wearing sunglasses, so I couldn't see his eyes. In his hands was a pistol that I recognized as the Desert Eagle. On his hips were two gun holsters, I saw another D. Eagle in his left holster. Does he dual wield them?
"Hey, thanks for your help." The survivor said.
"No problem. Glad we could help." I said.
I took the next few seconds to introduce everyone in the group.
"...and I'm Ryan." I said.
"I'm Jay. Glad to meet everyone, especially you, Eleanor." Jay said.
"...eep." Eleanor said. It looked like she was trying to physically shrink in size so that Jay wouldn't see her.
"So, what happened to ya, Jay? How did ya get swarmed like that?" Alexis asked.
"Is that a southern accent I hear?" Jay asked.
"Jay, is now really the best time to be flirting?" I asked.
"Maybe." He replied.
He eventually told us that his car suddenly started to stall. It wouldn't move at all. We couldn't figure out the problem. We looked under the hood, we looked at the tries, the engine, etc. We just couldn't find out what was wrong. That is until...
"Jay, Dallas found out the problem! You're out of gas!" Dallas said. Are you serious? He's just out of gas? Wow. That is the one thing that we all didn't check.
"...Oh. That is the one thing I didn't check." Jay said.
"I guess we could go and scavenge some gas. There are plenty of-" I started.
Suddenly, the shriek of a Jumper fills the air, interrupting me.
