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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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ash heaved a sigh on his next question. she looked down and shrugged "nowhere specific...looking for supplies and seeing where that leads." another small lie. she knew about an island...or well it was more of a rumour she'd heard from one person to the next. there was an island where people were and it was free of zombies. since zombies can't swim it'd be hard for have any sort of invasion and it is secured and controlled. there are people and life is just how it was. truth be told, she tried not to believe the fairy tale. but hell, when there are no other possible things to do these days aside from surviving she might as well use that time searching for a dream. if she died along the way or found her way into some trap would it really be so bad? what's the alternative? continue to suffer out in the world?<br/>
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"and what about you? it's not very safe for anyone to travel alone these days. always safety in numbers." there were several types of people out there in the wild. there were groups of people. cults and tribes and camps of people scattered around. many dangerous. there isn't any humanity in humans anymore. everyone is dangerous and you can trust no one out there. some people preferred travelling alone. no one to get attatched to. no one else to worry about. you just had to focus on yourself. of course, these people rarely began that way. but groups dwindle down. their numbers declining as people inevitably die. sort of what had happened to her. no use going out of her way to find another group because everyone will inevitably die horribly. guess it was a very negative way of thinking but what do you expect? it's one of the most effective coping strategies now. <br/>
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"whether we're alone or not we gotta find a way off this roof eventually. hopefully, by night a bunch of them will wander off when they notice there isn't anyone here. but if you sneak down tonight and get the attention of any of them we're good as dead." the bad thing about zombies was they had a memory for people. an instinctive hunting skill so when they found someone they would do anything to get to their prey and unless you're out of sight for a long time the zombies rarely give up trying to get you. <br/>
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