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"Hey Scarlett that is someone over there." I quickly run over to see the person. " What happened? Are you o.k.?" I look over at the crashed car and point."Were you trying to drive that?"

"Fine but like I said it doesn't work, and besides that I didn't take anything else. So do you think you can help me out? I've been alone for sometime now. I haven't seen a single soul in ages. Whats your name?"
((Last post till 8:35PM sorry))

"Oh so you lived here?" I realize all the beer cans belong to her. I laugh a little because it seems so funny that a girl this young drinks so much."Well all I took was this radio. It doesn't work though it needs batteries. I was gonna check the back room but it was locked." I hand back the radio. As I do I spot something interesting on her glove. "Oh and by the way you got a lil' somthin' on your hand there." To me it looked like a big bug.

"Ack!" I slowly turn around awaiting to see what kind of horror has found me. As I turn I gently raise my hands up to at least show my confronter that I mean no harm. I shut my eyes and start to beg for mercy."Please don't kill me! I'm just looking for supplies" I open up one of my eyes and to my surprise it was just a teenage girl."Oh for a second there I thought you were someone else." I drop m hands down and feel relieved that my life may not be in danger anymore." Uh... I was just looking for some supplies is all."

Today is the day that I finally enter this new land. I'm surrounded by many other candidates for this experiment, but this seems more than an experiment. There are men armed heavily. I assumed they were for our protection but I think there is more to this than meets the eye. But for now I just have a job to do. Soon the Plane will be landing. I wonder what kind of place this is...

Are there any updates on this?And are you still working on the texture pack? Because I would love to use this to make place from MGO on minecraft!

((By the way my character doesn't talk, but don't MetaGame))

Alden runs from a hoarde of monsters until he reaches a building that says "Asylum" above the doors. He runs inside, but is now cornered by the monsters. He is stabbed and bitten until he can no longer see them and is dead. Alden wakes from his nightmare into the world that is no different from it. The sun is now approaching the horizon so he picks up his weapons. He goes around the store looking for something useful. He finds some bottled water. "YES!!" he thinks. He goes around and picks up a backpack and fills it with about 4 bottles of water, some beef jerky, and his blow up matress. He puts the machette in its sheath down to his waist and the backpack over his shoulders.

Alden walks out the store with everything that he fills he needs. He is on his way to the police station for help. He is walking and notices that there are no monsters out and about. " I guess monsters need sleep, too" he thinks. As he walks he can hear a loud thundering footstep in his ear. He turns around and sees nothing though. He keeps walking, but the noise gets louder. He turns around and is startled by a tall and skinny man in a suit. He can't seem to make out his face from the distance, but he starts to feel dizzy so he turns back around and runs. He doesn't know what had just happened, but after a while when he gets closer to the police station the noises and dizziness goes away. He goes inside the police station. He sees a radio and turns it on. He finds a pencil, taps it on the table, and makes out the letters. "S.O.S" in morse code hopig that someone could interpret that.

"Everybody calm down!" I yell trying to get a hold of this situation. "I am Cole. I'm not usually one to help others or usually one to have allies, but...... but I am changing my mind for some reason. All I want to do is help. Not harm and I'm sure you need to fear no one as long as I'm here, guys. I'm an ally. How about you?" I say to the man and I know that there was no reason to say any of that but I am not used to people not trying to kill or steal from me. I just needed to get a hold of this situation.

Jake

"Ugh, this thing seems dirtier every time i clean it!" I mumble to myself as I let the dirt slide out of my AK-47. I was one of the lucky few who A. had gun training and B. knew about the secret S.W.A.T. armory. My dad was a S.W.A.T. commander before he was..em...dismembered by a zombie. Of course it was quickly taken care of by me, but that was needless to say a bad day.

I hear something popping the bubble rap I taped to the floor at the doors (found in the local Post Office. Jake is very rescourceful.)

Wide eyed, i grab my Kolt Pistol and a clip and i jump to my feet, slowly and quietly approaching the back enterance where i heard the popping.

The only thing Alden can do know is run. He runs and runs but these "things" are fast and he is not. He jumps through a broken window and runs up stairs. He goes in a room and locks himself in. He thinks to himself "Why was I in an Asylum?", "Is this all a dillusion?" He stops thinking when he realizes the room that he is in has supplies. He looks around and picks up a cell-phone. It has service, about three bars. He dials the only phone number he can remember. 911. It rings and rings, but nobody answers. He puts it in his pocket where he finds his wallet with his ID in it. He now knows his name is Alden Trent. He picks up a torn board with nails sticking out on one end and heads out.