"C'mon guys. You gotta move faster. Do you want to become a zombie and like. Well, die?" Said the blonde boy named Kyle. Before all of this Kyle was a freshman in college. His life was average and so were his grades. Now he with three complete strangers. Well, they are not so much strangers anymore.

"Can we slow down? My feet are killing me!" Whine a seventeen year old boy with purplish hair. His name was Hayden. He was a stubborn, and immature boy. He was a prankster back at his highschool. He was the best. He was half spanish and half american. That explained his last name.

"Oh shut up, you complain too much." Said the fiesty girl named Jessica. Jessica was sort of a nerd back in school, but yet she was not treated like a normal nerd because of her family's upper class status. However it wasn't like she was a spoiled brat. She was very independed, but since the attack, she has become more dependent. She doesn't like it, but she has no choice.

Then there was the tall silent red head. His name was Ali. His background is a mystery. He keeps himself cut off from the rest of the group. However, before this, he was living alone, raising his younger sister who he has no idea where she is or if she is even still alive now. "Hey, look." He pointed to something that resembled a shed. "We can take shelter there." He suggested.

The group nodded in agreement and they all huddled into the shed. As everyone got comfortable, being the oldest, Ali kept watch. Looking out of the dirty and cobwebed covered windows.