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The whole thing with the chapters being phobia names are that they're phobia's that would stop the survivors from getting through. If you look up some of the phobia names they deal with what goes on in that chapter. I'm glad you like the concept! :D

It started to drizzle a bit, not that bad, but I knew it would get bad. I once again had to shake off some water from my hair.

There was a loud cry from somewhere, and we all knew it was a Witch.

"Now ya'll stay quiet and try to walk 'round her. Can't afford to get anyone hurt." Coach whispered before we decided to walk past her. This was going to be a pain.

I was honestly hoping that we wouldn't have to walk much more to get gas, but no... 2 more miles ahead and we can finally get gas. I just hope we don't run out of supplies and have to end up dragging our half dead bodies onto Virgil's boat.

I let out a groan as my foot bumped into something. I could barely see anything since there was a bunch of debris everywhere.

We entered this building that was probably part of the Sugar Mill. There was a sign that read 'STAY WAY WITCHES'. It was n omen as what was going to be coming for us.

"Goddammit, is that another Witch?" Nick peeked his head out the corner of the door frame, noticing a wandering Witch.

"This place must attract lots of Witches." Rochelle suggested. It seemed like it since we just passed one walking upstairs and crying.

"Maybe Witches like sugar?" Ellis added. Everyone turned and look at him.

"What? I remember when Keith broke up with his old girlfriend and she sat home cryin' all day eatin' sweet stuff like ice cream an' brownies an' cake an'-"

"Okay Ellis we get it."

One by one, we all passed the Witch quickly and without a sound. The rain started pattering and it echoed through the sugar mill.

So it was a combination of Witch cries and rain.

So far there weren't much infected, which was a plus on our side. But there were other infected hanging around...

"JOCKEY!" It's shaky laughter echoed through, which sent us all running.

"SHIT! Get this back humper offa me!" Ellis screamed as he tried to pry off the Jockey from his head. A low heavy breathing told us that Ellis was getting to close to a Witch.

"ELLIS! Try to go the other way! You're near a Witch!" I pulled out my baseball bat and tried to smack the thing off. After 4 attempted the Jockey was knocked off and tried to look for a new survivor to tackle. Nick quickly came up and shot it before it leaped.

"Come on, lets get this over with. The rain is starting to pick up."

The elevator sure made a lot of noise coming up. It was no surprise that a horde followed shortly.

"JOCKEY!"

"Hoodie man!"

"BOOMER!"

I was pressed up against the elevator, wiping Boomer bile from my eyes. I shot before hearing the gurgling sound and ended up splattered in puke. I felt a large breeze against my back and slowly turning back I saw how dangerously close I was to the edge.

"Oh boy that's close. I just gotta-" A hand came from behind and shoved me. I slipped on some leftover boomer bile and fell.

I let out a terrified shriek before clinging onto the ledge. The baseball that I held onto slipped from my hands and dropped. I didn't know if anyone could hear me over the horde that they were fighting of. God did I feel so useless, I somehow managed to get myself into this position and now here I am hanging onto dear life.

"If there is any God up there, please help me. I don't want to die just yet. Can I die another way? Like zombie alligators coming to eat me or blood farmers harvesting my body? Sounds better than falling to my death." My hand slipped a bit from the bile and I let out a whimper. I decided to give it another go...

"HEY, anyone there not busy? I'm slipping over here!" There was a muffled cry somewhere and I couldn't tell if it was a human cry or infected. I was on the verge of just giving up, I couldn't hold any longer.

"Hold on there! I gotcha!" Ellis gripped onto my arms and managed to pull me up. I pushed my feet up against the side of the building giving Ellis a bit help. It wasn't much help since the side of the building was wet and my sneakers just sort of slipped. Once I got up I lied on the floor and let out a breath of relief, Ellis doing the same.

"Whew... Thank you Ellis... I swear I would've just let go and fell." He looked over me, with a puzzled look.

"Now why would ya wanna do that?" I let out a sheepish laugh.

"I was... I don't know. I couldn't hold on longer." He wriggled his fingers between my fingers and held two of my fingers.

"Don'tchu ever think of dyin' on me. I swear if you ever do... I just.. I don't wanna think about it." I let out a weak smile. I guess i'll hold on a bit more longer. For him.

"Now if you two love birds are done, can we get a move on?" Nick scoffed, wiping blood from his brow. Ellis got up and helped me on my feet.

We all got into the small elevator and prepared to go through the sugar cane field. It was very cramped and tiny, I could barely move my arm.

Once we reached down, Coach stopped us before we went through the field. "Now before ya'll head on into that field, we gotta stick together. Otha'wise we'll all just get lost. And maybe even killed 'cause of them Witches." A chilling cry echoed, making me shiver and grip onto my rifle.

"Lets follow this pipe, it'll lead us to the gas station." Coach took the lead, and we all followed behind him. A couple of wandering infected stood, and we quickly dispatched them before any of them made a sound.

The rain didn't seem to ease up, and it looked like more gray clouds have gathered over this town. Great, just what we needed.

The ground began to crumble underneath out feet as we exited the fields. A loud roar made it's way to us.

"TANNNKKK." Ellis screamed as the big gorilla lunged at Coach. He backed up quickly and pulled out his AK-47.

"SHOOT THAT MOTHER." The Tank knocked into Rochelle, sending her off her feet. Nick went to her aid, and I stepped in and helped defend him as he helped Rochelle up.

"Go take her in! This Tank has had it." A final roar was let out before falling to the ground with a thud.

Whew, now that that was over.

Ellis handed me some pills, along with a smile. I smiled back.

We entered the safe room and shut it behind us. There were writings all over the walls saying to only take on gas tank per person. Or else they'll be shot on sight.

"Well, lets just take some and get this over with, huh?" Nick muttered as he loaded up his shotgun. There was a down pour of rain which was not a good sign.

"Hey, at least we get ta' take a shower out there huh?" Ellis chuckled. Rochelle held back a laugh as Nick gave him a stern look.

"All right all right, come on now. Let's get this shit over with." Coach cocked his gun and shrugged his shoulders.

[A/N] ALRIGHTY! Next Chapter will be wayy much better. I'm in the middle of midterms right now and it's just busy and a mess. Thanks to those who reviewed! Critiques and reviews are always welcomed.