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Mr. Fox:
I passed the burning remains of my cottage, not a sign that zombies had ever been there, maybe I overreacted this time I thought. Then I turned towards the woods and for the first time in months entered it. Just no branches please, no loud sounds of any sort and I might make it to the city and safety...

A few steps in a growl behind me sent shivers up my spine, slowly I turned around to see a zombie sniffing around, it smelled me. It walked to the edge of the woods sniffed in really deep, then made a strange sneezing like sound. I reached into my provision bag pulling the last food bar I had, I opened it and chucked it into the burning building. Seeming instantly it saw the movement and ran after it into the smoldering remains, where it's loosely hanging pants caught on fire and quickly spread the flames to the zombie. I laughed at the zombie looked around for the cause of the intense heat on it's leg,  "Serves you right maggot brain!" then I started deeper into the woods.

The-Blades-slave:
Tanu winced as the needle was injected into him. He quickly thanked Al saying

It feels better already.

Then using his modified spade as a crutch he quickly limped back up stairs while saynig over his shoulder

I could do the hang gliding for you but my leg needs to heal first. Your best bet would probably be Lance he.

THen he leaned into the wall and laid his axe down and slid down the wall.

Tickles:
Get some rest. I bet you're exhausted from all the things I had you go through today. I guess every one of us is a bit tired as well.

Al started fiddling with something. He brought out a half carved piece of wood, adn a pocket knife and started to widdle away. He was trying to make some kind of instrument with it. As long as his hands were busy, he would be able to think.

I got it!

He put down the knife and wood, adn pulled out a piece of paper, and beganto draw diagrms and notes on how to fix the lighthouse.

Mr. Fox:
A scream a hundred yards to my left scared the poop out of me. I dropped to the ground and laid there as I heard what I knew was the sound of a person running for their lives from a mob of zombies. Another scream was soon followed by a gurgling sound, they had caught their prey. I slowly crawled past them as they devoured their food with much delight. As soon as I couldn't hear them any more I got to knee level and looked around, nothing. I stood the rest of the way up and continued walking. Then I noticed that the Lighthouse wasn't giving off any light, this was a first, perhaps the bulb finally died.

A roar behind me woke me up as  zombie pounced on me from behind. It tried to bite my face, but met my gauntlet instead. I crammed my arm down it's mouth to keep it from biting anything else, then reached for a nearby rock.

lubbies:
I slowly open my eyes to realise my cut had been wrapped and treated.

Me-Why'd you help me, I have nothing to give you.

I tried to stand but my leg cramped up. How am I going to do anything with this now?

Me-I'm just not worth it.

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