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You are a man equipped with an Assault Rifle with infinite ammo inside of it. Let's
fucking go.
The first thing you notice is that the area has been completely destroyed, and there
isn't even any sign of life left in this place.
You shoot your Rifle and destroy things even more. You don't know how long you
were doing this for, but eventually you hear a voice call out to you from behind
some rubble.
You look at the rubble. There's a hole behind some of it.

"Hello?" the voice says.
"HOLY SHIT A HUMAN BEING!" you shout.
You move the rubble from the hole and climb through.
"BRUUUH."
You are welcomed to a living hell.
This used to be a community. Now, it's just a graveyard.
"What happened?" you demand.
The man you see before you is missing both of his legs, one of his arms and his left
eye. He's also pretty heavily wounded by small-arms fire.
"It's uh, been awhile." He says. "But basically, a monster came and did this."
You stare at him, horrified.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" you shout, although you probably aren't. "How the hell did a monster
like that even...?"
"I don't know! But we're safe now, at least."
You see another man run up to your companion.
"The... the abomination is over there!" he says, pointing at you. "We have to kill
him! He tried to eat us! "
You grab your gun and aim at the man.
"I haven't eaten since yesterday. And I'm not doing it for you either, got it?"
The man gulps and nods.
"We need to get out of here, now!" your companion says.
You climb out from the rubble and find that the destruction is all the way around
this community. Nobody could have survived this.
You proceed to kill the injured man to end his suffering before following your
companion.
You walk for what seems like hours, until nightfall. You find a place to rest and
cling to hope that you'll find a safe community again.
Sadly, that doesn't happen.
Monsters instead arrive. It's just like the nightmare you've had since before you
escaped the Facility. Except, this time, there are two of them.
You proceed to pepper the fuck out of the bastards with your Rifle. It's infinite
ammo granting you firepower to shred the shit out of the Monsters. Unfortunately,
their health is just as strong as you would expect from something like this.
You proceed to keep the trigger pulled and spraying the fuckers. Your companion
also helping you by firing his infinite ammo Assault Rifle at them too. Despite all
the hardiness of the Monsters, they got shredded the fuck out, dying from being
peppered by thousands and thousands of 7.62x39mm.
Eventually, the Monsters drop dead.
You are victorious!
However, hope is fleeting. The moon begins to change from a bright white to a
non-existent light source.
"Fuck you moon. Shine brighter fucker!" You proceed to shoot your gun at the
moon. The moon is now shining bright again because it is afraid of the gun.
You look around and see a small hut, which would appear to be the last safe haven
before you enter the next area.
"Should we stay here?" your companion asks, terrified by the dark.
"Perhaps. Keep your gun greased and make sure those Monster fucks don't shiv us
while we sleep." You say.
You both enter the Hut and collapse into your cots. You proceed to grab two more
cots from inside the hut and put them on the floor.
"Just in case." You say.
You both lay down, although you're fully clothed. In fact, you're making sure you
have all your gear within reach. You don't know when the next fight will come,
and you definitely don't want to be caught without any means in a night that
decides life or death.
All you can do is wait...
Wait...
There's a tapping at your door.
"Is it the monsters?" your companion asks, terrified.
You nod.
Your companion proceeds to get fully clothed, grabbing his axe and walkie-talkie.
You try to calming take a deep breath, when the tapping begins again.
"I'll kill you!"
"Who the fuck is out there? Tell us who you are!" your companion demands,
grabbing his axe.
You don't know who would be out in the middle of the night, let alone tapping at
your door.
The tapping continues.
"Speak or we blow your ass to hell, fucker!" your companion screams.
There's a pause, before the tapping begins again.
"Fine, I'll speak." you hear a voice reply.
"Who are you?" your companion demands.
"My name is Lucas, I'm a survivor from the Facility. We saw you kill all the
infected in the area."
"There were hundreds of them!" your companion says.

"We made it out with a few others. We're heading to theHilltop with some groups,
if you want to come you'll have to hurry."
"Tell us what do you look like, we want to make sure we know you're human."
You ask Lucas.
"I'll be here. I'll wait outside."
You hear a scuffling noise.
"He's gone." You whisper to your companion.
Your companion nods, and you wait.
You slowly take a peek outside to see.
There's Lucas, he doesn't seem to be armed, which is strange.
"Why are you not armed, Lucas?" you ask.
"I had the same thought as you. If we want to protect ourselves against raiders, we
need weapons."
You nod, and let Lucas in.
You close the door and sit on your bed.
"So, tell us about yourself Lucas." You say.
Lucas sits on the floor in front of you. He tells you about how the raiders separated
everyone into small groups, and made them go different directions. He says they
didn't give much else other than protecting the community. They keep to
themselves really. The raiders are not a violent community, however Lucas says
there is a strong hierarchy. The raiders who survived the infection and the birth
process do not make great parents. The children are born very deformed, and with
strange abilities. They vary from being able to control infected to having various
black magic powers. Lucas says the community works to support the children until
they are old enough to join the raiders proper. At which point they learn to fend for
themselves.
"How long have you been here?" you ask.

"I don't know. Weeks? Months? I've lost count." Lucas says.
"How many people remain from the Facility?
"Just me, you and a few others. There might have been more, but we got separated
in the chaos."
"What do you remember about the infection? Did it suddenly appear? Or was there
some warning?"
"Yeah, it was overnight. One day we were eating breakfast, the next day there was
chaos and bodies everywhere."
"What about the raiders? Were they the first to find you?" you ask.
"We were doing fine until then. There were a few of us out scavenging and we
came across a couple of their camps. They had the same look about them as the
dead. So we made camp, waiting for morning."
"Did they attack? Did you kill them all?" you ask.
"No. Well yes, but they put up a fight. They shot at us with their guns, and one of
the women in our group got bitten. One of the guys killed her and a couple of the
others escaped."
"What did you do?"
"We killed the raiders that attacked us. One by one. It was hard, but we did it. The
others that got bit however, we had no idea what to do with them. They just...
Disappeared one day. A group of five turned up at the gates, asking to be let in. We
told them to go away, but they just kept coming. Eventually, we let them in and
things were better with a larger group. Everyone was happy."
"This community seems to have a system. A hierarchy."
"We're a functional community. The raiders kept us safe from most of the infected
that tried to eat us. Then when they were wiped out, the infected went after us as a
final display of hostility. It was just luck that we had a strong community to take
them in and give them somewhere to belong."
"Here." You proceed to hand over to Lucas a pistol with infinite ammo in it. "It has
infinite ammo, take it. So you can defend yourself."
"Thanks." He says, grabbing the gun.
"You know you can't shoot them, right?" You say.
"Oh. Right. I wasn't planning to."
You explain to Lucas about the dog. About how it mutts when you get close.
"I know! I know! But still!" Lucas says, holding the dog's collar.
"Lucas, the best way to survive is through trust. I know you know that, but just in
case, hang on to this." You hand him a medipack from your bag.
"Now take a rest, I'll stand guard tonight."
You spend the rest of the evening looking out for any infected that wander in,
while Lucas sleeps. Once more, you stand guard through the night.
Morning comes again, and you get up with the dawn. After a breakfast of canned
food, you set out for the highway. Along the way, you run into a truck that's
crashed out in the road. The windows are busted out and the tires are flat. You
walk past it, heading toward the highway.
"Infinite ammo handgun?" Lucas asks you.
"Why yes, it has infinite ammo." You reply confidently.
"Yeah, not buying that." Lucas replies.
"It's a 9mm M9 Beretta pistol. It's supposed to have around 15-rounds in it; this
one does not because it has infinite ammo." You respond to Lucas.
"If you want proof, it's in the pudding. Go try to empty out the gun or something."
Adds your companion, Iulius.
Lucas and you come to an understanding with this exchange. You proceed to the
highway. As you get closer, the signs of battle become clear. Bodies covered in
blood are strewn about the streets. A shambler Zero stumbles over a curb and into
the street, right in your path. You raise your guns and fire at it.
Through a combination of the three of you. You absolutely annihilate the

Shambler, leaving nothing but mush and blood splatters from the infinite amount
of fire you put on the bastard.
"Well, that confirms it. You can use that gun." You say to Lucas.
"Let's get on the main road, then, we'll need to find a vehicle soon." Iulius adds.
You get back on the highway and proceed to drive.
Several hours later, and you're breaking the news to your friends.
"Ok, so here's the plan... We need to find a car, or maybe a van. We have to cover
more ground that way." You explain.
"How will we deal with the infected?"
"Well, we pepper the shit out of them." Iulius responds.
"What? Why?"
"Why not? They're enemies, and need to be killed. If you're going to be one of us,
you have to have the mentality. Otherwise, get the hell out, because you need to
live your own life, not spend it with us."
"I like the sound of that. But, how do we get a car?" Lucas asks.
"By stealing it of course." You laugh.
"What? No! I mean, how? Where?

"There's supposed to be an apartment complex nearby here. Untouched, almost
pristine from what we've observed the other day. There might be some usable parts
there to give ourselves a nice ride to get the fuck out of this highway." You
respond to Lucas's question.
"That's... pretty exciting. I mean, just walking around taking cars is badass enough,
but using one to get away? Just flipping it from a bridge or something? That's even
better." Lucas says.
"Yeah, well don't get too ahead of yourself. I'm sure we're going to have our own
drama to deal with. But yeah, the apartment building should be the closest one.
Let's get there.
You proceed to get back on the highway, and drive your way to the apartment
building you mention. Once there, you do a walk around check for any enemies,
though so far it seems clear. You go into one of the buildings, and begin to look for
a set of keys to a car. You find a maintenance room with several equipment
lockers, and immediately grab the ones with Car or Truck on them.
As you search for the keys, you tell Iulius and Lucas to watch your back.
"Got it!" You say to yourself as you pick a key to a rather large truck in the garage
of the Apartment.
"I'll drive, you can have the shotgun seat." You say to Lucas.
"Sweet! Is it new?" Lucas asks.
"Old model i picked, but a reliable one at that. Damn thing is basically a
survivalist's dream come true. We can probably load it up with extra supplies for
the road if we need to." You tell Lucas.
"Iulius, you keep guard and watch on the truck. Lucas, you come with me to look
for some extra supplies that might be helpful on the road; medical stuff and some
food."
You and Lucas walk to the truck, and you begin to search the floors for any
supplies. You find a first aid kit, but sadly it is almost completely used.
Despite the used first aid kit, you and Lucas also found several cans of food and
clean water for the road. You are set for the road.
As you walk to the garage, Iulius signals that the Truck is primed and ready to go
on the road. He's driving. You nod to him and turn to Lucas.
"Well, let's go." You say.
"We're finally going on the road! To our goal, finally getting out from this traffic
hell!" Lucas says with enthusiasm.
"Yeah! We made it out of that facility, this is a new beginning for us!" Iulius adds.
You climb into the truck and set to driving. You head out of the garage and onto
the highway.
The drive is uneventful, as you're all set to listen to some music and drive for a few
hours.
"Hey, Lucas. You did pixk up extra gas back in the apartement, right?"
"Don't worry on that one, i found a jerry can. Half full of gas though."
"That's a relief. I didn't want to go too far and have to steal a gas can. You know,
my Mom always told me that it was bad to steal."
"A good mom. Does she cook too?" Lucas asks, with Iulius laughing a bit in the
back.
"Shut up! I'll duct tape your mouth shut if you keep on!"
"Whoa, what is this? A new generation of delinquents? Fine, we'll stop."
"Ok, we'll stop picking on each other."

You put on some music.
As the new music plays, Lucas checks the pistol you gave to him. "It really is
infinite ammo now isn't it? I counted atleast around 50 last time."
"Yeap, magical bastard it is." You respond to Lucas.
He chuckles. "Well, this is a pretty nice ride you got us outta that building with."
"Ain't it though? I feel like I could do almost anything with this thing."
"Now, don't do some crazy shit now. We have a long road ahead of us here, so we
better make sure nothing goes wrong with our journey." Iulius adds.
"Right." You and Lucas both respond.
The rest of the time on the road is uneventful.
To be Continued.

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You look at the rubble. There's a hole behind some of it.

"HOLY SHIT A HUMAN BEING!" you shout.

You are welcomed to a living hell.

This used to be a community. Now, it's just a graveyard.

"What happened?" you demand.

You stare at him, horrified.

"Are you okay?"

"I don't know! But we're safe now, at least."

You see another man run up to your companion.

You grab your gun and aim at the man.

The man gulps and nods.

"We need to get out of here, now!" your companion says.

Sadly, that doesn't happen.

Eventually, the Monsters drop dead.

You are victorious!

"Should we stay here?" your companion asks, terrified by the dark.

All you can do is wait...

There's a tapping at your door.

"Is it the monsters?" your companion asks, terrified.

"I'll kill you!"

The tapping continues.

"Speak or we blow your ass to hell, fucker!" your companion screams.

There's a pause, before the tapping begins again.

"Fine, I'll speak." you hear a voice reply.

"Who are you?" your companion demands.

"There were hundreds of them!" your companion says.

"I'll be here. I'll wait outside."

You hear a scuffling noise.

"He's gone." You whisper to your companion.

Your companion nods, and you wait.

You slowly take a peek outside to see.

There's Lucas, he doesn't seem to be armed, which is strange.

"Why are you not armed, Lucas?" you ask.

You nod, and let Lucas in.

You close the door and sit on your bed.

"So, tell us about yourself Lucas." You say.

"How long have you been here?" you ask.

"How many people remain from the Facility?

"What did you do?"

"This community seems to have a system. A hierarchy."

"Thanks." He says, grabbing the gun.

"You know you can't shoot them, right?" You say.

"Oh. Right. I wasn't planning to."

"Now take a rest, I'll stand guard tonight."

"Infinite ammo handgun?" Lucas asks you.

"Why yes, it has infinite ammo." You reply confidently.

"Yeah, not buying that." Lucas replies.

Through a combination of the three of you. You absolutely annihilate the

You get back on the highway and proceed to drive.

"How will we deal with the infected?"

"Well, we pepper the shit out of them." Iulius responds.

"By stealing it of course." You laugh.

"What? No! I mean, how? Where?

"Sweet! Is it new?" Lucas asks.

"Well, let's go." You say.

"Whoa, what is this? A new generation of delinquents? Fine, we'll stop."

"Ok, we'll stop picking on each other."

"Yeap, magical bastard it is." You respond to Lucas.

"Right." You and Lucas both respond.

The rest of the time on the road is uneventful.