Hey guys I know it's been awhile since I done a chapter but I had a bit of a readers block but I'm planning to get back on track. Anyways here Chapter 6. :D

Chapter 6: Look back...

The next day

My eyes slowly opened and I let out a big yawn turning on my side.

I though about the dinner I had with the people there last night. Me, Beth and a couple of others were at a table having a good talk and having a good dinner.

Beth was one of the nicest girls I've ever met, not to mention the most prettiest girl. Although she was two years older than me, and she already had a guy named Zach. He's a good guy, but he just doesn't shut up, and he keeps bragging about stuff that just zoned out on. Another kid, two years younger than me, Carl Grimes, I liked him. Despite him being young, he's mature, and friendly. He even asked me if I was a fan of the Philadelphia Eagles to which I replied, "Heck yeah, man." He laughed and said he was one too. A young woman named Maggie who was also Beth's older sister, and nice as well, and beside her was her fiancee Glenn, an Asian American dude that was also a pizza boy before the outbreak. We all had a good conversation and I felt like I fitted in.

I don't know how these people did it but they accomplished a pretty good place here. Small farms, electricity, a lot of food and other things that just make this prison amazing. Another great thing is that these were people with decency, and sanity trying to rebuild what they once had.

Even though I knew them for less than a day, based on what I've seen, these people have my loyalty.

But then I thought of my old group that I got separated from back up in PA, even Yuki and Rachel one of my best friends. I just hoped that they were still alive and that they were doing okay.

After many failed attempts to go back to sleep, I got up and let out a big stretch and yawned like crazy. I exited my cell and looked out the windows seeing that it was still dark, but the sky is a little bright so it was early in the morning.

There were some people sleeping in cells close to me, so I walked as quietly as possible out of the building outside.

As I opened the door, cool air went through my body giving me shivers, but it passed quickly, and I stepped outside slowly closing the door with a little bit of a loud creek.

I hesitated for a moment to see if anyone had woke up from that, but after a few seconds silence I began to walk down to the wet grass fields to the tire swing set just for the heck of it. As I started swinging I began to let my mind wander.

It felt strange being at this place, because all my apocalypse life, I was on the road with my group that consisted of eight people.

Yuki, Rachel and Emma were one of them. They were tough people and pretty stealthy. I went on a couple of supply runs with them.

Another girl named Nina, was a fifteen-year-old girl from Australia who came to the US for vacation. About 5 days she was supposed to go back down under, but a day later, the outbreak hit and she became apart of our group ever since. Like Yuki and Rachel, she was a good friend.

It's funny that a lot of my friends were mostly girls.

The fourth one, Derek, was a marine sergeant in his early thirties who went AWOL so that her can be with his wife and child who were evacuated to the Midwest he said. He was a rough around the edges guy, but he looked out for us, and was a hell of a shot. He even taught the group how to shoot and how to fight with melee weapons and hand to hand, and was considered the leader. Me and my friends said humorously that the only thing that will kill Derek is another Derek.

Gordon was an old stocky African American guy and he was also my neighborhood mail guy. Gordon was a very funny laid back guy who knew how to swing a bat and fire a shotgun.

The sixth one was a Kindergarten school teacher, Jenny Franks. She was a nice woman, who for awhile thought that the military would come back and save us, but after she knew the truth that we were on our own, she... Well she's not going through this nightmare anymore.

Her husband Nick was warehouse worker, and although devastated by Jenny's death, He pushed on and continued to be a valued member of the group. His only concern is keeping the group safe no matter what. A good guy but impulsive and short tempered sometimes, although we got along well.

When my parents died, these guys became my family. I let my mind wander on my brother Nathan. Nathan was a big part of my life growing up, When I was born my six-year-old big brother looked out for me and we were like best buds. When he was ninteen, he enlisted in the Army to become a Ranger, after that he was deployed to Korea because of North Korea "going dark" or something like that on the news. That was a month before the outbreak. I remember his last video message to me.

"Hey bro! Hello from Ft. Pershing, South Korea!" He said in a cheerful voice. "Uh... It's a day off for us right now so me and the boys are going to go out and have some fun while we still can."

There was another voice in the background. "Hey Nate! Come on, man games gonna start soon!"

"Jesus, gimme a sec, Taps!" Nathan shouted in the background. He let out a sigh and started talking again. "There's a big soccer game in Seoul right now, so me and the boys are planning to go see it. Should be fun. I'll send you some pics. Tell mom and dad I love them and I love you too, Case. Miss ya buddy." Then the message came to an end.

My eyes started tearing up again. That was the last time I heard from my brother, now I don't know if he's either dead or not.

"Miss you too, bro." I said my voice cracking up a little bit, but shook my head and sighed before getting emotional. That was my way to not cry I would just shake my head and sigh and it works well.

There was suddenly soft growling coming from the fence, so I high jumped off the tire swing and landed on the ground, quickly getting up, and walked towards the fence to see about nine or ten zombies pushed up against the fence trying to claw or break down the fence, but it was not budging. This place is safe for now, but these defenses can't stop a hundred zombies trying to break in. Also zombies aren't the only thing that are a threat. You also have to deal with thugs, psychopaths, survivalist junkies, you name it. In some ways people are more dangerous than the zombies.

Knowing that the fence wasn't budging I made my way back up to the prison block back in my cell and just lay there on my bed feeling tired and my eyes getting heavy and shortly falling back to sleep not even remembering my dreams.