Day 05: Flesh and Blood

“Georgia, please! Let me in,” a panicky, gruff voice shouted on the other side of the door. “Help me, please!”

“Wait,” Georgia stood and moved closer. “It’s Mr. Collins, my neighbor,” she said, peering through the glass side panel. “Let him in.”

“What? Are you sure?” Josh asked, still forcing his weight against the door.

“Yes, I’m sure! Let him in!”

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Day 04: Something's Rotten

“Get them inside, quickly,” Natalie Scott urged as another explosion rocked the ground. “Come on, come on. Shut the doors! Hurry!” Four more made it inside behind her before the emergency doors slammed shut and she disengaged the automatic timer. Moving with great urgency, she rushed through the next set of double doors, pulling an injured man with her.

“What the FUCK is going on out there?” Lorelei Lester shouted in panic as she frantically ran in behind the others and positioned herself against the far wall. “Has everyone lost their fucking minds?”

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Day 03: Alive Inside

“Block the doors, hurry! Don’t let them get inside!” JC Crystal shouted as he and Richard Dietrich pushed themselves against the doors. Veronica Meier shoved items in front of the entrance of the Sheep Mart as more and more infected pushed from the outside. “The fridge! Get that thing over here.”

Dominic Bryant kicked at the cord on the freezer as he moved behind it. Ice cream shook inside the container as he thrust the large appliance against the double doors. “Ok. That should hold them for now,” he sighed, backing away.

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Day 02: Infected

“Everyone get away from the windows!” Johnathan Young instructed as the sound of screeching tires echoed through the walls. Another car joined the pile of twisted metal on the end of the highway in a large fireball that lit up the sky. Countless residents wandered the streets, screaming and running from other townies that appeared injured and disoriented. They were attacking without provocation; biting and scratching innocent bystanders and tearing through car windows and front doors.

“They’re insane!” Liz Parnell shrieked as she stood up from her favorite corner booth and moved closer to the action. “All of them! Look at their eyes! They’re like animals.”

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Day 01: Welcome to Cabot Creek

“Call me crazy, Kat, but I don’t think you’re going to need 40 pairs of socks in Los Aniegos. This is a vacation, we’re not staying forever,” Josh Mojica teased as he watched his cousin frantically trying to stuff her entire wardrobe into one suitcase. “Hey, wait a second, isn’t that my Celtic snake?” he asked, snatching the necklace from the front pocket of her bag. “I’ve been looking everywhere for this!”

“Oh yeah. I…um…I found it,” Katrina Jordan replied, looking away from his accusatory glare.

“Really?”

“Yes, really!”

“Ok. Where?”

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