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Day 2
Ben C.
02/12/11



I woke up around 8:30am Adams dad went out side to feed the dog, what he found...what we all found was a horrible site. Blood was every where the fence of the kennel broken apart. There was a blood trail leading to a house behind Adams house. Adams Dad thought it was a Bear or a coyote. I Didn't know what to think of it. Adams dad had to go to work so he left while Adams mom called the police. Me and Adam went back downstairs, he wasn't phased about his dog being killed because he always has animals killed by wild animals. Finally we got on the computers (he had like 5) and got on Roblox. it was weird that only 347 people were online, it wasn't normal,usually it was around 3,000. His mom came downstairs and said that she needed to go down to Spanish Fork. Adams dad got into an car accident, she told us that he saw a person in the road running towards the car and slammed on the brakes and flipped the car but the person got hit. I tried calling my mom she didn't answer her cell or the home phone and I tried calling my dad but he never picks up. So then I called all the "emergence" numbers that I had in my wallet...no one picked up. I started to worry.
Adam called his parents but they weren't picking up ether. We heard a window upstairs shatter then steps slowly across the kitchen floor, like an animals feet. It stopped for a second then started walking again and down the stairs and what we both saw was horrifying.


Day 2 1/2
Ben C.
12/12/12


He came down the stairs and stopped. Blood was dripping from his mouth, his guts hanging out of his open ribs, he was also missing a eye and you could see some of his brain. He started to run after us and we ran to Adams room where I picked up his metal baseball bat and right as he came around the corner I bashed his head and wouldn't stop until Adam yelled, "STOP STOP! HE'S DEAD!" and I did. I had blood all over my shirt, I looked at Adam and he was crying a little bit, after all it was his dog. We went up stairs and sat down on some chairs in the kitchen. I pulled my phone out and told Adam, "Go get your rifle out of the gun case, there is one person I need to call that might be alive."...Braxton.
Adam went to his parents room where the gun safe was. I pulled out my cell phone and called Braxton, a few rings went and someone picked up, I couldn't say one word before he said, "Hey Ben...hehe I knew you would be alive, so this is where I am, Sportsman warehouse, Get here as soon as possible, OH and is Adam still alive?", "yea-" "GOOD! see you there" and he hung up. Adam came back with 22, a shot gun, and a glock. He asked me if Braxton was alive, I told him yeah he is. I also told him, " well we need to get to Sportsman warehouse...do you have any thing?", "uhhh oh I do have a 4 wheeler well 2..I know where the keys are." "good we might only need one tho." he held up the guns and asked, "alright which one do you want?" "Just the glock, I'm gonna take the bat with me too, now lets get them keys and go."


Day 2 nightfall
Ben C.
12/12/12

The sunset in the distance was beautiful. We started the 4 wheelers and alerted the 3 Z's outside, One shot, two shot, and the third shot from Adams 22 dropped them. we headed off to Spanish Fork as fast as we could avoiding all the broken down cars and Z's ( It's not safe to say all of them are Zombies yet...). We were at the 6 windmills going out of the canyon we saw Adams dads car... and his moms, we stopped by the cars and looked around, no one was here and there was nothing but blood... It was getting dark and I told Adam we were going to my house to maybe sleep in, good thing I have a panic room. We stopped at my house and we looked around no on was here not even Z's. Me and Adam cautiously made it down to the panic room, I called Braxton to tell him where me and Adam were. He told me that the Z's are all dead hopefully and they were staying in the Mangers office. I was hoping that it was all a dream.


Day 3 Early Morning (they ask that I put the time)
Ben C.
12/13/12 [6:45 am]

I woke up, as it is my normal time to. The panic room was big, big enough to hold 2 master beds, 1 small kitchen, a small refrigerator, and a shelf of food. I pulled some eggs out of the fridge and got a pan for scrambling the eggs. It was nice to think that the world was normal, the only downfall was that It wasn't and I was just in a panic room. Adam woke up from the smell of the eggs. He was still shook up from me beating his "UNDEAD" dog, I still to this day not feel guilty but I had to do it... he said, "Hey about my zombie dog...it's ok that you had to kill him...", "I shouldn't have in front of you tho...", "It's fine I'm over it...somewhat.", "Here I made eggs eat it and head out." about 5 minutes of food we started to get out of the panic room. It seems the smell of eggs out of a vent makes Z's hungry.
We had to fight our way through 5 Z's to get to the 4 wheelers. We started the 4 wheelers while the Z's that I knew (witch I didn't kill them.) were getting up. Adam gunned it and ran all of them over. While we were driving I called Braxton to tell him we're still alive, glad he answered his phone. We made it to sportsman warehouse and there were Z's trying to get in the place. The sound of the 4 wheelers alerted them, all 32 of them. Adam took the 22 off his back and I grabbed the shotgun slinged to his back. I had never shot a gun before, but then was a good time to learn.

Day 3 Morning
Ben C.
12/13/12 [9:12 am]
There I was shooting Z's with a shotgun, it hurt so bad. Adam was shooting them from a distance while I was up close. I took out 14 Z's by my self but I was running low on ammo. I thought it would be over for me very soon, I dropped the empty shotgun and took the baseball bat out from my shirt and hit one Z in the head. They were surrounding me and Adam was dealing with the Z's going for him. A shot rang through my ears, but it wasn't Braxton. Z's were dropping all around me. I looked at Adam but he was still shooting the Z's around him. Tyler Wright with his M-16 shot all the Z's around Adam. My only thought was, Why is everyone going to Sportsman warehouse?

Day 3
Ben C.
12/13/12 [9:30 am]
The doors to Sportsman warehouse were locked. I called Braxton,witch took forever for him to,answered. I Told him we are just outside the doors and that he should open them before the Z's get us. Out of no where a car turns the corner and trys to hit us so I threw my baseball bat at the windsheild. The car missed us and rolled. We ran tourds the car guns ready.
"Dang I thought you guys were Zombies, sorry." Said the voice. I started to reconize the voice, it was Cameron. He got up with just a scrach on his face.
"Wow Cam, you got lucky." I said
We walked over to the door of Sportsman warehouse, where Braxton was waiting for us in shock and ah. He looked at me and said, "Who are those two? I thought Adam and you were the only ones."
I replied with somewhat a smirk,"Well we need to help who ever...and plus they had the same idea to come here...so yeah." My phone buzzed, I read it to myself. It said We don't have room for them! I looked at Braxton. "Fine...", I said
He Replied with a nod. "alright guys we need to head out but we're staying till tomorrow morning." I said.
I looked at Braxton and his look wasn't happy. I pulled out my phone and texted him: we have to. we can't just leave them out there with those things.;
Braxton got the text, and put his phone back in his pocket. Ryan came out of one of the back rooms, "WHO WANTS FOOD!"

Imprint

Text: B.B. Cebrowski 2010 EVERYTHING!(c)
Publication Date: 12-01-2010

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
To everyone who I put in this book. Co Author ~Cam~

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