Wow, so I haven't updated in like a month... Oh and if this chapter is confusing, or all over the place, sorry. The next chapters are where things will start making sense. And they'll be better :3
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When I went to the hospital room and I expected it to be all happy and cheery, but it was the opposite of that. Everyone was kinda standing awkwardly around the main bed in silence.

"What happened? Why is no one speaking?"

James turned his head and I screamed. He had the head of one of those... Those things. Everyone else looked up and me, and they all had the same face. Skin falling off, pure black eyes, and that signature moan.

I kept on screaming, and I turned to run away, but the door had vanished. I could hear them getting close, and I just closed my eyes and waited for my fate.

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It felt like year when I opened my eyes again, except I wasn't in the infirmary, I was back in my bed, and James was just walking in.

"Had a nightmare?" Was read that easily?

"Yeah I don't wanna talk about it..."

"It's okay winter, I'm your friend now." He sat down on my bed and looked at me. "Trust me, after everything we've been through, I don't think I'm going to hate you because of some dream."

"Alright fine. Just don't tell anyone!"

He nodded, and I started talking. And then my dream talk turned into me talking about everything on my mind and how I felt about things. I could tell that james was listening, and every now and then he would nod, and sometimes talk about how he felt on the subject. I felt like we really got to know more about each other.

He started to talk about his parents, and that made me think of mine. Are they ok? Where are they? How far has the disease spread? I started worry, and James calmed me down.

"My parents are tough." James said while taking a drink from a water bottle. "Knowing them they are probably halfway across the country. Maybe even out of the country."

My parents weren't as great as James's. They are probably dead, but why should I care? They never cared about me in the first place! Why was I scared!? I hope they-

"Winter!" James shook me and I snapped out of whatever rage trance I was in. "You shouldn't say that about your parents."

"Wait I-"

"Said that out loud?" James nodded. "No one deserves to die. Even criminals. But sometimes we do what we have to do."

All of a sudden there was a banging on the door.

"Your presence is need in the dining room." The guard guy said from the other side of the door. "It's important."