I sat on the park bench as my daughter, Mia, was playing in the pile of leaves. I smiled as she fell in jokingly. Suddenly, I heard my cellphone. I pick it up quickly and answer,” Hello?” It was a call from my boss. “We need u down here this instant!” There was worry in his voice. “Yes sir.” I hang up and call Mia over. “What is it mommy?” she asks. “I’m going to drop u off at Lila’s house.” When we get to Lila’s I say goodbye and go to my work.
“We need to send u along with nine co-workers to the US.”Says my boss, Mr. Mason. I’m shocked. “Why are we going there?”I ask. “People all over the US, are turning into zombies. The zombie apocalypse is rising. Soon, it’ll be the whole country, then the continent, then the world.” I nod. “Who’s coming with me?” Mr. Mason answers,” These people don’t work with you. They live on the other side of Canada. Here’s your plane ticket, your plane leaves at 8:00 sharp. Be careful. You’re the only survivors left. If u die, then it’s over.” I leave the office and get a good night’s sleep.
I look at my alarm clock. 6:00. I have two hours to pack up and get my guns. I pack up only two suitcases. One has my clothes and a sleeping bag. The other one is empty because on my way, I’m grabbing some guns. I step into my car and drive to the gun shop. I look to see no one on the road. I push my button and call Mr. Mason. “Is it okay to talk?” he asks. I nod. “Well, when u go into the gun shop, tell the cashier this.” He stops and a piece of paper prints. I pull it out. “I reserved some guns for all of you. This is your code number.” I pull into the parking lot of the gun shop. “Talk to u later.” I walk into the gun koop and read the code,” 6141999.” He nods and takes me into the back room. He reads the code and punches it on a keypad. When he finishes, I see a glass container. There were two kinds of guns in there. They looked right for me. They were two submachine guns and an auto shotgun. I kick the glass off and put my guns in my suitcase. I hand the cashier ten dollars. When I get outside, I look at my watch. 7:10. Crap! I run into my car and speed to the airport.
I look around for my flight. “Excuse me. Are u on the Left 4 Dead team?” I nod. “Good. Well, I told the bag checker to let anyone on the Left 4 Dead team to have their guns ready.” After my bags were checked, I walked into my plane. It had ten seats that were blue. Six were already occupied. One woman turned around and saw me. She had a red sweater, sweatshirt on with a white t-shirt, jeans, and black converse. “Hello, I’m Zoey.” The girl said. She held out her hand. “I’m Brianna.” I shook her hand. “Hey. I’m Francis.” I shook his hand. “Bill.” I shook his hand too. “My name’s Rochelle.” I shook hers. “I’m Louis and this is-““I’m Nick.” I shook Louis’ hand and held my hand out to Nick. He grabbed it with his right and kissed it. Then, a boy came in with a southern look. “I’m Ellis.” Then a man named Coach came in. “We’re missing one person,” zei Ellis. Then, the last person came in. He was a nice- looking man. He had black shaggy hair with highlights of green. He wore a white button-down overhemd, shirt rolled up to his elbows. He wore black pants with red converse. His eyes were a deep blue that made u swim into them. I stared at him for a couple of seconds. Nick noticed me and he stood up to block my view. “Nick.” He shook his hand. Everyone came up to meet him. I was the last. When it came to me, he stared, mostly at my hair. I shook his hand,” Brianna,” He shook back, saying,” Duncan.” Nick got up and showed us the time, "Let's get seated. The plane's leaving soon." I took a zitplaats, stoel with Rochelle and Zoey. "I think he likes you," zei Rochelle. "Who?" I asked. "The Duncan man over there. He was staring at u when shook his hand." I shook my head," I think Francis likes u Zoey, and Louis likes Rochelle." We just sat in silence for a little while, then we started talking about movies. When we arrived at the states, wwe all took our luggage to the veilig house right volgende to the landing pad. We unpacked our spare clothes and put them on. We got out our guns and loaded up on bullets and got some melee weapons. I used my two submachine guns and put my auto shotgun on my back. I grabbed an ax and crossed it with my gun. I kicked open the veilig house door. I think to myself,' Zombies, here we come.
“We need to send u along with nine co-workers to the US.”Says my boss, Mr. Mason. I’m shocked. “Why are we going there?”I ask. “People all over the US, are turning into zombies. The zombie apocalypse is rising. Soon, it’ll be the whole country, then the continent, then the world.” I nod. “Who’s coming with me?” Mr. Mason answers,” These people don’t work with you. They live on the other side of Canada. Here’s your plane ticket, your plane leaves at 8:00 sharp. Be careful. You’re the only survivors left. If u die, then it’s over.” I leave the office and get a good night’s sleep.
I look at my alarm clock. 6:00. I have two hours to pack up and get my guns. I pack up only two suitcases. One has my clothes and a sleeping bag. The other one is empty because on my way, I’m grabbing some guns. I step into my car and drive to the gun shop. I look to see no one on the road. I push my button and call Mr. Mason. “Is it okay to talk?” he asks. I nod. “Well, when u go into the gun shop, tell the cashier this.” He stops and a piece of paper prints. I pull it out. “I reserved some guns for all of you. This is your code number.” I pull into the parking lot of the gun shop. “Talk to u later.” I walk into the gun koop and read the code,” 6141999.” He nods and takes me into the back room. He reads the code and punches it on a keypad. When he finishes, I see a glass container. There were two kinds of guns in there. They looked right for me. They were two submachine guns and an auto shotgun. I kick the glass off and put my guns in my suitcase. I hand the cashier ten dollars. When I get outside, I look at my watch. 7:10. Crap! I run into my car and speed to the airport.
I look around for my flight. “Excuse me. Are u on the Left 4 Dead team?” I nod. “Good. Well, I told the bag checker to let anyone on the Left 4 Dead team to have their guns ready.” After my bags were checked, I walked into my plane. It had ten seats that were blue. Six were already occupied. One woman turned around and saw me. She had a red sweater, sweatshirt on with a white t-shirt, jeans, and black converse. “Hello, I’m Zoey.” The girl said. She held out her hand. “I’m Brianna.” I shook her hand. “Hey. I’m Francis.” I shook his hand. “Bill.” I shook his hand too. “My name’s Rochelle.” I shook hers. “I’m Louis and this is-““I’m Nick.” I shook Louis’ hand and held my hand out to Nick. He grabbed it with his right and kissed it. Then, a boy came in with a southern look. “I’m Ellis.” Then a man named Coach came in. “We’re missing one person,” zei Ellis. Then, the last person came in. He was a nice- looking man. He had black shaggy hair with highlights of green. He wore a white button-down overhemd, shirt rolled up to his elbows. He wore black pants with red converse. His eyes were a deep blue that made u swim into them. I stared at him for a couple of seconds. Nick noticed me and he stood up to block my view. “Nick.” He shook his hand. Everyone came up to meet him. I was the last. When it came to me, he stared, mostly at my hair. I shook his hand,” Brianna,” He shook back, saying,” Duncan.” Nick got up and showed us the time, "Let's get seated. The plane's leaving soon." I took a zitplaats, stoel with Rochelle and Zoey. "I think he likes you," zei Rochelle. "Who?" I asked. "The Duncan man over there. He was staring at u when shook his hand." I shook my head," I think Francis likes u Zoey, and Louis likes Rochelle." We just sat in silence for a little while, then we started talking about movies. When we arrived at the states, wwe all took our luggage to the veilig house right volgende to the landing pad. We unpacked our spare clothes and put them on. We got out our guns and loaded up on bullets and got some melee weapons. I used my two submachine guns and put my auto shotgun on my back. I grabbed an ax and crossed it with my gun. I kicked open the veilig house door. I think to myself,' Zombies, here we come.
