"Mona was a loving, compassionate woman. She brought light to every dark day, and would of made a perfect mother." Quinn stepped away from her body. His comments had brought many to tears, especially Roselyn.

We had placed the remains of Mona's body in a small fishing boat, that we found abandoned on the beach. Her eyes were close and her face pale.

The top and bottom of her body had been separated by the undead. They had removed her organs in her belly and left little behind.

I hardly knew her and I had no idea if she really was the woman these people described her as. This meant, I found it hard to formulate a speech for her. So, I said what I believed was true.

I walked up to her corpse and turned to face the small crowd.

"I didn't know Mona that well, but from what I saw she was a great sister, friend and would of been a lovely mother. She seemed understanding and brave; I wish I could of got to know her more."

As I walked away, Carter thanked me for my words. I felt useless, I had nothing to add to this. She was nearly a stranger to me. All I could do was stand and watch, while other people weeped.

After Roselyn gave the finale speech, we pushed Mona's boat out. It leaped peacefully over the light waves, slowly travelling off into the distance.

People began to leave soon after. Many undead were still walking about, making it unsafe to stay out here for too long. Although, Roselyn stayed and I decided to remain with her.

She was sitting on the sand crying softly. I sat down beside her and put my arm over her.

"I don't understand" she told me.

"What?"

"I didn't realise she was so unhappy. She had me! She had the baby! Why would she just give up? It's... It's... It's just not right."

I pulled her closer and told her to think of the Mona before all of this happened.

"I can't even remember that side of her anymore, it feels so far away. Somewhere in the distance. I can't even remember what her laugh sounded like." She cried.

I wiped her tears away and rocked her lightly.

"I can't stay here. I have no place here anymore. Every time I will look out on this beach, I will see her dead body again. This place will haunt me! I know it will."

I attempted to soothe her, but she was too upset.

"Come with me. Will you come with me? We can make it, I know we can." She looked up at me, her eyes shining with tears.

"We can't" I told her.

"Why?"

"We just aren't ready. We won't last a hour out there." I tried to make her see my point but she wasn't taking it.

She wiped her tears away and demanded that if I wasn't coming with her, she would go alone.

I blew out a sigh and looked out to the sea. Without warning, a groaning came from behind us. We turned round to see a undead. Roselyn quickly jumped up and drew a dagger from her jean belt. She plunged it into his skull, screaming as she did so. After stabbing it numerous times, she finally stopped. Breathless, she collapsed back onto the sand.

"See. I am capable." She whispered.

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I ended up agreeing to Roselyn's plan. I was scared of the trouble she would get to, out there. I had to go.

She told me to not tell the others, that we wanted to get away soundlessly, but I managed to convince her to at least write a letter, explaining.

Leaving her to it, I filled my bag with my remaining guns. I was still low on ammo, so I begun searching the kitchen. The rest of the group had fallen asleep, with only Kamesh keeping guard in the reception.

I dug into the draws and found a plastic tray of knives. Taking around five, I placed them in the bag and zipped it closed. I left one of them out, which I then kept behind my belt, for a quick grab.

Roselyn was waiting by the back door for me. She had a small bag on her, and a look of worry.

"We have to go now" she whispered, before opening the door.

We closed it silently behind us and ran. Ran away from the house and from the beach.

We were now on our own.

We kept jogging, through the sandy forests. The beach was surrounded by trees, and the closest main road was about two miles out. So we kept moving. As we went further, the sand stopped and was replaced with wet, deep mud.

Roselyn and I kept together, helping each other out of the swampy traps.

We had spotted a few undead, but we kept low. They were far enough from us not to notice.

It was starting to get dark. Roselyn had thankfully found a flashlight at the house. She shined it ahead, showing us the way.

It was getting cold. We both had jackets, but nothing thick. I don't know what we will do in the winter.

"We have to find a car." Roselyn whispered to me, scared to be too loud in the silent darkness.

"Can you drive?"

"Yes, my father had taught me. Can't you?"

I explained to her how my parents were going to buy me lessons for my upcoming birthday. Of course, that never happened.

"Do you miss your parents?" She asked me

"I do, especially my brother." I told her

A constant rustling behind us, made us anxious.

Roselyn shone the flashlight in the direction of the noise, but we couldn't see anything amongst the trees.

We begun to run. Trying to keep our footsteps quiet was hard, the leaves under our feet crunched as we moved.

The noise was following us, but it was slowly getting quieter.

We finally reached the main road.

"What the hell are we going to do now? It's pitch black!" Roselyn hissed.

I pulled her closer and together we walked up the path. Her shaking hands couldn't keep the flashlight still.

"What's that noise?" She whispered.

The crunching of leaves and groaning, made the hairs on my arms stand on ends.

We can't die out here.

"Run! Just run!" I yelled at her.

We kept close as we jogged down the road. The flashlight shone ahead; we could catch glimpses of undead ahead.

"Get your knife out" I ordered her, as I pulled out mine.

One charged at us, his mouth opened and teeth baring. I kicked him down and plummeted my dagger into his head.

Pulling it out, blood sprayed.

Roselyn groaned as she pulled out hers from a skull.

We kept jogging and as we went, we attacked the approaching dangers.

Sweat pored down my forehead as I knifed another in the back of the head.

"Come on!" Roselyn called from ahead.

I ran to catch her up.

'Roselyn' is the next chapter, it's now up and ready to read! Thank you for reading and I hope you are enjoying where the story is going.