OOC: No worries, my character still looks rather epic. And on that note, Clirck, are we going to start up again now? The Wales team is a day ahead of yours because we did a travel sequence and the diaries. We can continue if you want, me, Sam and Shap are all online. I'm just not sure if we should continue because we're a day ahead of your team.
He tries to run but has twisted his ankle, strangely, the zombie dog licks him, he tries to stroke him with his right hand, and it jumps back, so he tried with his left, the dog whined and lay down
"What?"
Shar really inspected his left hand, there was some weird green glow, as well as along all of his arm and down the left side of his body
Ahh, your a star Shap. I need a few hours rest, anyone got any idea on the rest of the route? I didn't stop just because I'm tired, I sort of have no idea where we are now...
Shar walked and stumbled across the desert, his hope for survival dwindling as so did his rations, when suddenly, he ecountered some human zombies round a corpse
One turned and looked at him, then groaned, at first it was just a groan, but then he began to understand
What do you want? you smell like flesh.
Shar looked round, but there was no denying he had just understood the zombie, he tried to reply
How can you talk to me?
The zombie looked, its half-rotten face giving it the permanent appearence of being gormless
You are one of us, of the not-death, why would we not?
Heh heh heh. Don't touch ya' touch my baby Sam. I'll get this one.
[Jumps into the turret]
Lets see... oh, here we are. How do you like the smell of lead in the mornin--... afternoon? Wait, wait... Sam, take a look a this zombie. Looks weird... it looks a little familiar too.
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