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The Last of Us

The weather had been most peculiar on the Thursday at Brookesfield. The Thursday it happened. The Thursday the world went into panic.

The weather seemed to be un-settled. The wind was constantly blowing and there was big, fat grey clouds bobbed in the sky. Matt,Felix,Angel and jodie stood huddled in a corner of the playground. The four of them had been best friends since play school. The friends had recently seen changes in eachother through the past years

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Felix, a natural born leader is a black belt in karate and is ounstandingly quick.

Matt, the joker of the pack who is a master at archery and fencing. He's the glue that binds them together.

Angel, the brains of the group and the creative mind. Angel is amazing at horseriding and can tame any animal.

Jodie, has abnormaly good sight, hearing and smell. Jodie can always sense danger. She can also handle knives!

The school bell drifted in the air signifying the end of the day.

"Finally! It took a while." grumbled Matt- relieved that the day was over.

"Does anyone want to come to mine, it's going to be hard, but i want to try and spot some planets!" cheered Angel

"Yeah!" they all replied. So they headed towards Angel's house as the winter night began to draw in. The ice cold wind whistled eerily through the air. It was already dark. Finally angel put the key into the door. "Go up to my room and i'll grab some blankets,biscuits and hot chocolate!" instructed Angel. Everyone followed felix up the stairs.

Soon they were huddled up on the roof in blankets sipping hot chocolate gazing up at the sky. Little did they know that would be the most peaceful moment in a while...

The church stood alone on the top of a hill surrounded by ancient gravestones. A light erupted from the church sending shockwaves across the city. There stood the gravestone

In memory of

John Hatsfield

Aged 98

As the light faded a hand tinged grey and rotten pushed its way through the earth. A scarred face emerged out of the ground. Bright blue eyes gleamed in the night. It's hands hung loosely by its side finger half falling of revealing rotten flesh. The creature managed to smile revealing a couple yellow teeth that had remained in his grave. Soon an army of dead appeared out of the ground. Groaning with every shuffle. Feet scuffed on the ground. A sea of the limping dead shifted towards brookesfield. The dead were coming thick and fast.

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