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Chapter 2

Ducking behind a truck I noticed the entire parkinglot was crawling with the dead. Cursing under my breath. I slowly moved to the back of the building. Moving as quietly as I could. It looked like a scene from a horror movie. Dead boodies littering the parkinglot. Some were still being devoured by walkers. Suddenly I noticed a walker headed right towards me. Taking aim I shot it in the head, between the eyes. The noise alerted all the walkers to me. Panicking I took off running. After a couple of minutes I finally saw Bass Pro...surrounded by walkers. Cursing I started shooting at walkers until I was able to enter the building through an emergency exit. Taking a moment to catch my breath. I noticed that I had a gun pointed at me. Glancing up I saw Matt, grinning I straightened my back.

"Tell me you weren't bit?"
"I wasn't. Thanks for telling me to take my gun."

We smiled at eachother as I hugged him.
As we were making our way around I noticed that he was the only associate. All the people that had been in the store was now dead.
Quickly we gathered up as much amo as we could shove in a couple of duffle bags. I grabbedd a recurve bow and enough arrows to supply an army.
Nodding at eachother we exited the building out the back. Running to his truck we started working on a plan.

"We need to go to Atlanta."
"Why?"
"Because Cobra, they say it's safe."
"Maybe you're right. How are we on gas?"
"Filled up before my shift started. What about supplies?"
"We need to get out of the city. I say we hit Walmart, grab as many can goods and bottled water possible."
"Alright."

So we headed to Walmart. Grabbing our guns we tied three carts together we started filling them up with everything we could think of. Happy that we hadn't seen any walkers or people for that matter. We loaded the truck and went back home to grab some clothes.
After about five minutes we were headed to Atlanta. We kept off the interstate. To many cars. To much of a chance of someone being infected.
Surprisingly, the back roads were void of walkers. When night fall came I took over driving so my brother could sleep. He did the same for me when sun rise came. Once we hit the Georgia boder we made our way over to the interstate. After another hour we finally could see Atlanta. But as we neared the bridge I noticed a ton of cars stopped on the opposit side of the road. Leaving Atlanta.

"Maybe we shouldn't go in."
"I agree. I'm getting a bad vibe."

Turning around we back tracked ten miles. That's when we saw someone flagging us down.
stopping we asked the man if he'd been bit.

"No. But there's a group of survivors up the mountain. If you wanna join us. My names Shane by the way."

Ok, I know that chapter seemed rushed, but I didn't want to waste a couple chapters on them getting to Gerogia, cause that's really boring, and I'm really excited to wright the rest of this story, and I'm sorry Shane wasn't being his normal self.

Please review and let meknow what you think!