Jun 26, 2015
“uh––sorry is that seat taken?”
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“uh––sorry is that seat taken?”
chase smirked at the person passing, waving them down. “hey! long time no see? what’s up?”
"Y'know, there's more to life than just sitting there waiting. We should go do something crazy and wild."
Chase could never escape the promise of zombies. He was always well equipped. He kept a gun strapped to his back and a whole lot of bullets slung around his waist. There wasn't a day where he didn't encounter zombies and there wasn't a thing he was ill prepared for. He pushed open the door slowly, his gun in hand ready to shoot at anything undead. Just as the door opened fully a brain consuming scum bag made it's way towards Chase. With two shots to the head it was down and completely lifeless.
Nothing was right. They'd let the wrong people take over and now there wasn't much left. They were living in poverty. Everything was unfairly done. The entire place was in danger and Chase was the one that was going to stop it. He was out on a mission that he couldn't fail. He had plans, he just needed a way to fulfill them.