RETURN TO THE LOST COLONY
Mark stopped messing with history along time ago. Now Diego had thrust him back into the same situation. Mark's primary concern was the zombies. But what came out of this was that he could see his friend become famouse for re-discovering his own discovery.
And the likelihood of the group of zombies arising were slim, or said Diego. "Afterall, we did kill them."
What a dumb excuse for a grown up. Mark walked with Diego down the long corridor. They reached their rooms and packed their belongings. Mark packed all his cloths and his ipod. Diego packed his cloths, MP5, ipod, and a toothbrush with toothpaste. He also brought his soap and two airsoft BB guns to protect themselves.
Yes. They know its pathetic, but that's what they had.
They carried their bags out to the Jeep that was owned by Diego.
Diego popped the back opened and they threw their bags inside.
Deigo went to the front and hopped in the drivers seat. Mark sat next to him. Diego put in an Andrew Witt cd and drove. They were heading out. Diego used to like Eminem but when he discovered rock he switched to Andrew Witt. But that was the past. Now, they were again going disturb history.
"Lets Cha Cha!" Diego said.
