The next installment of the thrilling and mysterious zombie apoc series, Choose Your Own Adventure!
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The dialogue that corresponds to the picture can be found under it.
*Marty Fordís group approached the safe-house, exhausted.*
*Mario and Matthew Voss supported Emilio Vasquez as they walked, he had bullet wounds to his chest and was having trouble breathing.*
*Hank Hanson was limping, it is unclear why. He was relying on Sean for support.*
*Marty approached Milk Damea, Jesse watched.*
Milk Damea- What took you guys so long? *Milk sounded irritated.*
Marty Ford- We were ambushed.
Milk Damea- By who?
Marty Ford- I donít know, but they had weapons Iíve never seen before, they were also clad in black armour.
Milk Damea- We ran into the same problem, lost two people.
Marty Ford- No one died for us, there were just injuries. Emilioís are pretty serious.
Milk Damea- Alright, get the wounded inside, Iíll see what I can do.
Marty Ford- How you holding up Emilio?
Emilio Vasquez- IÖam havingÖ breathing. *he was wheezing as he talked*
Marty Ford- I donít think you should talk much more, get him inside guys.
*Matthew and Mario brought him in the safe-house, Sean followed with Hank.*
*Most of the group went inside.*
*Sean glanced over to where Hawk had plummeted to his death.*
Sean- Whatís that plant?
Joe P- I didnít even notice there was a plant thereÖ
Sean- I know my way around plants, and I have never seen that kind before.
*He, Swift, Mr. Detonator, and Joe approached the mysterious plant.*
*Sean set his weapon on the ground, bent down, and examined the plant.
Sean- It looks like some sort of moss; Iím going to take a sample.
*He touched the mysterious plant.*
*As soon as Sean touched the strange moss his hand turned red and started to swell.*
*Sean stood up and looked horrified at his hand.*
Sean- Whatís happening!?!?
Joe P.- You gotta, uh. You have to-
Mr. Detonator- Just calm down and go see Milk, maybe he knows whatís going on.
*Emilio was lying on the bed, still breathing erratically.*
Milk Damea- Iíve attached my suits bio-monitors to him, it doesnít look good.
Matthew Novosad- *still clutching Meddyís journal.* Is he going to make it?
Milk Damea- No, his internal injuries require immediate medical attention, but Iím no medic. Youíd best be leaving, morale is lowered a lot quicker when the troops see death up close.
*They filed out one-by-one, murmuring to themselves, possibly questioning Milk Dameaís request.*
*Before Mario could exit Sean burst in screaming about his injury, clearly in a state of shock.*
Sean- Help please! My hand isÖ *Milk interrupted*
Milk Damea- Youíll wait your turn. Iíve already got a dying man, if you donít calm yourself youíll be the next death.
*Sean sat next to Hank, shaking.*
*Outside, the group was having a discussion about Milk. Matthew Novosad choose to read more of the journal, while Mario and Voss watched the horizon.*
Swift- I donít trust him, everything about him seems sinister.
Joe P. He does seem to know what heís doing. I mean, he brought us here.
Jesse- What do you think Tom?
Tom- I donít trust him either, but we have no choice but to follow his lead.
*The group argued.*
*As they debated, a moan emanated from nearby.*
Marty Ford- Everyone be quiet.
*There was silence.*
Swift- I donít hear anythingÖ
Matthew Novosad- Whoah!
*Marty fell over, Novosad jumped back.*
Swift- Is that?
Matthew Novosad- Yep.
Tom- Stand back, Iíll handle it.
*Tom shot several rounds from his PPSH at point blank range, no bullet missed the target.*
*Tom examined the again lifeless body of what used to be the sniper, Hawk.*
Tom- Does anyone have a shovel? We need to burry both of them before they reanimate somehow.
Jesse- I got one. *He waved it in the air.*
*Jesse got to work on the first grave.*
*Milk Damea exited the house, if you could see his face youíd know he had a bad message to deliver.*
Milk Damea- You better dig three graves, Emilio is dead.
Tom- What about Hank and Sean?
Milk Damea- Hank looks to be faking, Iím going to attend to Sean first.
*Matthew looked at everyone, something was on his mind.*
Matthew Novosad- Fine Iíll be the one who says it; whereís Cade?
*Cade had wandered a quarter mile from the safe-house, and decided his scouting mission was over, then he heard a noiseÖ
Öa terrible, deadly noise.*
Choices: and remember only those who are in this group can choose what they do.
What will you do about Milk Damea?
Now Iím asking you (the viewer) what you think the strange moss is?
your late work flows a little better text wise, you keep a good momentum! the scenes are great! if you can, try a lighter colored sheet, i think it might be a little better too, i can t help but, think of what i could tell about the space logo guy lol! [hang on! we ll get you!] great work eric!
The moss might be some type of toxic waste of some type that has to do with the zombies, because that is where Hawk landed, and if there was no other zombie in the area when his body came to life, it may have to do with the moss.