|Haha. He's so cuttte~|
PANIC: CHAPTER ONE, page one.Rain. The heavy flow of it was enough to make it near impossible to get out the door. Like it mattered. Everyone was dead. Well not everyone. The ones who were dead came back to life, and tried to eat the flesh of the few living people. And on this street, in one white house with baracaded windows(not doors-- it'd be impossible for a zombie to break through the second door unless they were.. Special) there were 3 people. They knew where they were going. The glowing eyes of the zombies glared hungrily at them. They waited at every window(those zombies were insanely smart, but they weren't fast enough to dodge a bullet, let alone stay out of the way.PANIC: CHAPTER ONE, page one. by Windclans-Secret
Natten glared back at the zombies, through the slits of the baracade. The zombies backed away from the window, in what seemed like fear. But when Orestes stepped in, the zombies were back up at the window, glaring hungrily at her. That was something she didn't understand. She shook her head, and backed up. T
You can call me windy. I'm -Atlis on W-H,
I'm Windy at ITM. I like to draw.
My birthday is JULY 21st.
Wow. If you knew how old I was, you'd laugh. xD
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