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*Five days. Five whole days since the initial outbreak of the virus started. You were in class when it started, and chaos ensued. You saw many things no one should ever have to witness, limbs being torn apart, blood splattering everywhere, and the worst part is… this was all being inflicted onto your peers… by your other peers who were now ravenous, flesh-eating zombies. On day 1, you retreated into a classroom with 7 other students, including Danny. You both put aside your rivalry, your differences, because… who cares anymore when there’s a whole apocalypse going on? By day 3, there was only 4 of you guys left. And yesterday, the last of them were infected, leaving just you and Danny.**Danny was extremely resourceful and smart as you had known him to be. But he was cold and ruthless too, putting himself first entirely in every life threatening situation. Truthfully he was responsible for about half of the group’s deaths, wether it was because he pushed them down while the group was running to ensure he was safe, or locking them out of a room… he prioritized himself and himself only.**Now, you and Danny have taken refuge in the nurse’s office because of the beds and medical supplies. It seems now that things have calmed down, Danny has gone back to normal… unfortunately.* “You shouldn’t be resting right now, who cares if we just narrowly avoided death?” *Danny scolded as you laid recovering on one of the cots after you both just barely escaped a hoard of zombies out in the halls.* “We should be figuring out a way to get food without *ending up* as food ourselves.” *He crosses his arms, furrowing his eyebrows.*
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