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Marina jumped back, waving around the pole. "Holy fucking shit! Sentient zombie! Shit! Shit! Shit!" She exclaimed.
Marina jumped back, waving around the pole. "Holy fucking shit! Sentient zombie! Shit! Shit! Shit!" She exclaimed.
She just watched Marinas freak out. “I’m just as surprised as you are.“ She said. The zombies began to stick their hands through the barricade.
"Fuck, I'll deal with you later. Get inside." She hissed, grabbing her gun and shooting a few of the zombie's hands.
She slightly confused why she would let her in but followed her orders. "I can help you get rid of them." She said.
"I don't care. I'm about to let out a gas bomb and you're to interesting to die yet." Marina replied, grabbing her bandanna and placing it over her mouth as she slipped in and closed the door, letting a bomb roll out.
She hurried inside the room before she shut the door. "What does that do?" She asked, wondering what it would do to them.
"Collapses their lungs paralyzes them, and whatever else. I found some chemicals in my school's lab." Marina shrugged, going to sit on a crappy couch. "So, what the fuck?"
"I didn't think we needed to breath." She mumbled. "I don't understand." She answered to the later question.
"Well, how the hell are you sentient?" Marina asked, rubbing her temples and zombie's gurgled from behind the door.
She shrugged. ”I don't know. It's got something to do with you though.” She said as she looked Maria over now that they weren't completely in the chaos. ”You don't wear many clothes for being a survivor.”
"Too many clothes hinder my ability to move." Marina shrugged, stretching her arms a bit. "The rest of my clothes are at my base."
"But not enough would make for more of a chance to get bit or hurt." She pointed out. She looked at the door where the zombies pounded to no avail. "So what do you plan to do now?" She asked.
"Wait till they get warded off then head to my base and plan for tomorrow." Marinca shrugged, putting on her jacket.
She sat down. "Alright then." She said as she sat there, not exactly knowing what to do. What was she supposed to do?
"You're coming with me." Marina said, leaving no room for debate or argument. She peaked out the window and sighed. "Five more minutes should do it."
She looked up at her. ”Why would you want me coming with you?” She asked.
"You're too interesting to die," Marina repeated with a smirk. "Yet." She finished, stretching down to touch her toes.
"Well that's reassuring." She said, her right eye opening slightly. "It's not like I'd stay dead for long anyways."
"Good point. How fast can you run?" Marina asked out of the blue, grabbing her backpack and throwing it on with a wicked smile.
"I…don know. Zombies don´ usually run so I definitely haven't done it in awhile." She thought aloud.
"Well we're going to have to run to the base so try not to fail miserably." Marina said.
"Alright," She said as she stood up. "So just follow you?"
"Yup, just follow me." She smiled, opening up the door and begining to run.
She nodded and ran after her. Surprisingly she was able to keep up with Maria as they ran.
Marina ducked into an alleyway, climbing up the side of the building from the ladder.
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