Hello there. I'm new to the fan-fiction and this is my first story so enjoy.
Ryan's POV
"RUN, RYAN, RUN"
I darted as fast as possible. Gunfire. That's what I heard...those freaks were chasing us! Huffing, I rush into the forest hoping to lose them. I don't know where was the rest but hopefully they were fine. Names and faces of people starting to race through my mind.
Jason...Caroline...Steven...Ian...Mia...Justin...Dixon...
BOOM!
I immediately turned and saw Jason's head getting blown off. Pieces of his head and brain flying everywhere. I wanted to throw up but not now. Not when those masked asshole were chasing. I ran and ran. I could hear more gunshots and footsteps getting closer. I had to fight back but at the same time I didn't want to die. Finally, I decided to stay and fight. Pulling out my lucky pistol, I fired. I manged to hit two of those freaks but there were more. Panicked, I dashed out into the open. Big mistake...
"AAAagh!"
I screamed. Blood starting to ooze out of my shoulder. But I didn't care...I got up and ran. Looking back several times, I saw them getting closer! They will never get me! Never! Unfortunately, I wasn't looking where I was going. I tripped and fell down a cliff. The last thing I saw was the masked people before darkness covered my vision.
God help me...