{WritersBlock...}<br/><span style="color: #000000"><br/>Madison glanced around making sure that the vancant store was safe for them to rest in.She knew noone in the group to well they had all seemed to follow a distress call that was made two hours earlier. Madison had followed it  out of excitment that she had found another person,but instead she had found more than just one which made her all the more happy than she had been in months. But the person who had sent out the call, had been killed before anyone could help them.<br/><br/>Madison stared at the few people that had shown up,she knew there wasn't time to talk, the undead had seemed to inch closer and closer, and their only option was to get into the vancant store an hold fort there until they found a way to get out.And hell there was even plenty of food and water to keep them healthy.<br/><br/>Aden was estatic that he wasn't the only survivor,but he would not show it. After being alone for months on end, he had begun to regret taking people for granted.Though that didn't mean he would change so quickly,it would take time for that.He aimed his gun at the undead that used to be people with actual goals and an actual life. Aden knew no matter what living was something he couldn't give up on.  </span>