We were searching a small store not too far from where we were camping in the gift shop.

The store was dark, and I could tell it was a small store where they sold medicine.

I glanced at the aisle which had been cleared, leaving only random things. We didn't have any flashlights, so we walked with caution through the store to where they gave medicine. A walker was sitting behind the counter, tied to a chair. It was a swivel chair, every time the walker leaned forwards, the chair would wheel into the counter.

There was a door behind the counter that read Employees Only

"Bingo.." I sang, strolling past the walker tied to the chair. Emily emptied the shelves of candy and snacks, and Jone was staring at radios, and tweaking them but it seemed he was having no luck with getting them on.

I tried the doorknob and I noticed the door was locked. Next job: find the key. I found myself whispering key, and searching the shelves near the door. I looked at the counter at the walker that was reaching for me, groaning. It would be a quick kill, I took my knife and made the cut as hard as I could and yanked the knife backward. The walker died and I sighed, knowing I had to search its pockets for a key.

After searching the walkers pocket I backed away.

No luck, I wiped my hand on my jeans and sighed. Jone joined me, and Emily did too. "We got company," Jone says, removing his knife.

Three walkers had stumbled in front of a small restroom. Jone handed Emily a gun but she refused it, she shook her head and attacked the zombie with her knife. The walker was way taller than her so she struggled to get a good slice. The walker had grabbed Emily's wrist and was about to bite her. Jone got a good head shot and Emily was quick and killed the second walker.

She wasn't panicking either, even though she had just been attacked by a walker.

My turn, I thought silently and aimed my handgun at the walker, but something strange happens. A shadow passed the window. I miss my shot and take off towards the door.

I dodge the walker's outstretched arms and dart out the store. The girl. The same one I had seen last night was running, she hadn't stopped either. She came to a halt and shot an arrow at a walker, she was being surrounded by several walkers. She dodges them, tripping one walker and quickly grabbing a knife from her waistband, she took a chunk of skin from the walker and shoved it in her bag, which was strange, she stabbed the other walker with an arrow and snatched it out of the walker, and then she took off.

Jone and Emily ran out, "what is it?" Jone asks. "I saw something.. that's all," I assure them. Jone stares at me for a while and sighs, "Kinda spooked us."

I turn my attention to Emily who wants to hold her knife. "Why doesn't she use guns?" I ask. Jone looks at Emily and he does sign language, this time saying words for each hand signal he does.

"Do you use... guns?" Jone asks.

She shook her head, "I don't like guns, I'm better with a knife."

Jone simply nods and stands beside me, "we need the key... I really doubt the key is in there."

"Why don't we break the door down?" I ask.

He shakes his head, "that wouldn't work." I sigh, frustrated, "We should keep looking for medicine to keep Kyle in good shape."

We were walking for a long time, I didn't even know how far from camp we were. The walkers seemed to thicken in groups the more we walked. So we had to take a detour through the woods behind the city because Emily pointed out that there was a medicine store past the zombies.

Now we were no longer walking on streets but walking on damp grass and crunchy dead leaves.

Jone kept his gun ready, so did I, and Emily was searching her surroundings. It was very eerie in the woods, except for birds tweeting everyone and then and a squirrel would scamper up the tree.

I had only seen animals as small as birds and squirrels. I'm sure the walkers ate animals too.

We all stopped as we came to this camp, a tent, a fire, a foldable chair, and a backpack. Right in the middle of the woods. Maybe the person was still out here, maybe it was that girl.

Jone looked into the tent, cautious, and then he covered his nose. "Dead." He grumbles. "The person is dead... I doubt a walker did this, Lara come look." He says and waves me over.

I walk over to him hesitant and peek into the tent. A man was lying there, a huge deep hole in his stomach and neck. It looked like someone had cut him open. A bunch of flies had filled the tent, and the smell was death.

"Wonder what happened to that guy..." I whisper. I quickly looked away, and Jone was searching the backpack now. "He's dead... if he was alive we wouldn't take it, but we need all we can get." He tells me. I nodded understanding, and grab the firewood and place it in the backpack.

The man had a couple of useful things in his backpack. Bottles of water, a pack of beef, hotdog pack, binoculars, a handgun, a pack of ammo and a switchblade, and then a diary. The diary was pink and I doubted it was the men. I grabbed the diary and opened it to the first page.

I'm scared.

I've been bitten.

They're coming for me, before my meat is tainted.

Was written on every page. Creeped out, I placed the diary on the ground and we kept moving, taking a break once we were back in the city. We sat on the empty sidewalks and drank bottles of water and ate the couple of snicker bars I had placed in the bag before we left. I was planning to eat all four snickers by myself and I planned to go on a supply run alone but I guess I was wrong so I was sharing the snicker bars.

We sat there for a while, and it was starting to get dark, and Jone told us we needed to head back.

Suddenly a loud sound filled the air. A sniper bullet flew past us and killed a walker. I paused and looked out the corner of my eye at the walker that had fallen to the ground. We were all frozen in place.

Jone looked over at me and Emily and motioned his head upward to the building.

A person was standing there. Crouched behind a crate, holding a sniper. Jone quickly grabbed his gun out and aimed. When Jone shot, the person dunked behind the crate and we took off running, back to the gift shop, taking way too many detours to get the person off of our trail.

We stopped walking and Emily had to catch her breath and Jone sighed, and looked over at me and Emily. Emily was staring into the distance, and her eyes widened. She had sunken behind me. The person was there, holding a bow and arrow, they lifted the bow and arrow and the arrow was sailing towards Jone.

Jone quickly dunked and the arrow sailed into the pole behind him. The girl took off and Jone raised his gun and kept firing. He finally got a shot into her leg and she fell. We started to approach her, but she stood and started limping away.

Jone wiped sweat from his forehead and grabbed the arrow. The arrow was dangerous. It had a sharp end and had something bloody on the end of the arrow. We knew right away what it was. Walker blood. They were pretty smart. Trying to infect us, not kill us, but infect us.

"So that's what you saw?" Jone asks, rolling up his sleeves and examining the arrow.

I nod.

"If you see them again... Kill them."