(This is Bruce)

I ran, and ran, and ran. The most fastest I ever ran in my life!

A hoard of 'walkers' chasing behind me, and my friend-

Hold up! This isn't where the story starts!

Let's go back to when it did start, how about 2 weeks ago?

2 weeks ago

I sat next to my mom and dad, watching the news, like always!

"Why do you have to watch this?" I questioned my parents, obviously getting bored from the news.

"You never know dear," My mother answered me, messing with my hair. I sighed, knowing I shouldn't argue with them.

"Could I go out?" I asked them.

"Of course, be back in-" "In an hour, I know," I answered my mother.

She smiled and waved goodbye as I left, same for my dad.

As the afternoon sun hit me, I decided to listen to my music.

I plugged in my headphones and turned on Wolf In Sheeps Clothing (couldn't think of any other 'boy' song, k?)

I listened and walked for awhile.

I noticed how there weren't a lot of people on the streets, which was rather odd since I lived in the city. 

I took off my headphones and looked around, no body in sight.

"Where is everyone?" I asked myself.

Before I could walk away, something or someone pushed me forward. I turned around and looked up at the person, they looked rather... funny.

 "Are you okay mister?" I asked the man.

His hair was dirty and greasy. Most of his teeth were either gone or had cavities, and his skin was, well, rotting?

He didn't answer, just stared at me.

I carefully and slowly got up, stepping away a bit from the man.

As I did, he launched himself at me, snarling and growling.

He pinned me to the ground, trying to snap and bite me.

Now it is your time to decide, should Bruce:

Fight back or,

Run away?