Post by Admin on Nov 9, 2014 1:04:18 GMT
“Kyle Cangelosi,” I whispered to myself. That was definitely him in the kart.
The figure in the small vehicle drove to our position by the side of the school, and within seconds was stopped right in front of us. The ‘figure’ in the buggy was definitely 100% Kyle. He was dressed in plain clothing with several bags and items stacked around him on the seats. Guns, other weapons, various gear and supplies were stacked as if he were ready out to stay in terrorist territory for a week. If not more.
He looked at each of us in turn as we all just stood there, looking right back at him.
“Well, come on, there’s more coming from the road. They’re following my trail,” he urged. “Get inside so we can handle them more systematically.”
“Who…are you? A kid? Where did you get all this?” the janitor gestured to the kart of stuff in confusion, but quickly pulled his hand back to a growing spot of red on his shirt. I think I was the only one that noticed this at the moment. We were all still in shock you know. Duh.
“I own all this,” Kyle said quickly. “Now open the doors so I can fit the vehicle in the entrance.”
He gave a brief glance over his shoulder. “Before the rest of the mob at the front entrance gets here.”
So we did. Then there was a big fight. Then we managed the school. And played dead zed and the last of us in the media center. And then the zombies attacked us again. And I looked up the extensive gun list Kyle had, but couldn’t decide on using the shotgun cannon or the mp5 fast enough, so I ended up getting eaten, and everyone died. Except for one person. One person survived the longest. And Kyle knows this person. In fact, of course he knows this person!
Because the last living survivor…was the janitor.
Just kidding. It really was Kyle.
So, this wouldn't technically be the ending obviously. But this is all I've made since the beginning of the school year. So yeah.
The figure in the small vehicle drove to our position by the side of the school, and within seconds was stopped right in front of us. The ‘figure’ in the buggy was definitely 100% Kyle. He was dressed in plain clothing with several bags and items stacked around him on the seats. Guns, other weapons, various gear and supplies were stacked as if he were ready out to stay in terrorist territory for a week. If not more.
He looked at each of us in turn as we all just stood there, looking right back at him.
“Well, come on, there’s more coming from the road. They’re following my trail,” he urged. “Get inside so we can handle them more systematically.”
“Who…are you? A kid? Where did you get all this?” the janitor gestured to the kart of stuff in confusion, but quickly pulled his hand back to a growing spot of red on his shirt. I think I was the only one that noticed this at the moment. We were all still in shock you know. Duh.
“I own all this,” Kyle said quickly. “Now open the doors so I can fit the vehicle in the entrance.”
He gave a brief glance over his shoulder. “Before the rest of the mob at the front entrance gets here.”
So we did. Then there was a big fight. Then we managed the school. And played dead zed and the last of us in the media center. And then the zombies attacked us again. And I looked up the extensive gun list Kyle had, but couldn’t decide on using the shotgun cannon or the mp5 fast enough, so I ended up getting eaten, and everyone died. Except for one person. One person survived the longest. And Kyle knows this person. In fact, of course he knows this person!
Because the last living survivor…was the janitor.
Just kidding. It really was Kyle.
So, this wouldn't technically be the ending obviously. But this is all I've made since the beginning of the school year. So yeah.