Zombies (Forever open)

Wren

I smiled tentatively at all of them. The guy at the end replied with. "My name is matt." I nodded and looked up at the guy, Davy, feeling safe with him.

((dead already?))

((Nah =P I'm just forgetful))

Davy:  

"You were a med student then?" I guessed, he was far to young to be a doctor, and I had watched him while he  worked, he wasn't as practiced as a regular doctor was.  

Matt

"I was going to be, but i learned a lot from my parents and they are both doctors...well were." I replied with an absent shrug.

Davy:

"Could you teach me how to stitch?  I never learned, I know a lot but mostly none of the hands on stuff beyond drawing blood and giving shots and such." I explained looking up at him with interest.  Out of all the people I had encountered he had the most useful potential. 

I nodded. "Sure. If you want to." I replied smiling a bit.

Davy:

I half smiled then looked down at the girl before sliding off the bed. "We should let her rest." I said. "And see what else is around this place. You want to stay here and watch her?" I asked turning to Abby, she shrugged and sat on the bed opposite Wren.

Jason:

I used a flashlight and around the basement and saw that it was mostly empty, then i saw a slight difference in colour between two patches of floorboards. Going over to them tapped the floor and heard a hollow sound.

Getting on my knees and feeling around i found a latch. I pulled it and suddenly a part of the floor dropped down to reveal a staircase. I went downstairs to look.

Wren

I started to draw on my whiteboard absently. I liked drawing, but i never knew what i was drawing untill i finished.

Abby:

I watched Wren as Davy and Matt left.  "What are you drawing?" I asked the silence making me uncomfortable. 

I looked up at her then at the drawing i studied it for a moment before drawing in three more lines and you could tell it was davy's face. I began to hum softly.

Jason:

Looking around i found my self in a small room filled with crates. Going over to one a pulled out my knife and jacked it open. Inside I found stacks of brown plastic packages that i reconized as MREs the military air-tight version of takeout. I pulled one out and looked on the label, it read: Chicken Sandwhich. I ripped it open.

The food inside didnt taste nearly as good as the real deal, but it was still food. Satisfied I went over to the otherside of the small cellar and opened another crate in which i found a row of M4 assault carbines. Suddenly feeling happy i picked one up and checked the magazine. My heart sank. It didn't have any bullets, without them, the gun was just a piece of junk metal.

Looking over at a crate beside it a opened that one. I was happy again, the crate was full of ammo. Picking a full magazine up i slid it into a M4 and stuff another 4 magazines into my coat pocket. I was going to have to find bags and vests to keep them but my coat had to do for now. Slinging the rifle over my shoulder I limped towards the stairs.

Going back up i saw Davy and the new guy walking around. "HEY! Come over here!" I waved "Found a ton of supplies!"

Abby:

I smiled softly seeing what she was drawing. It was cute. Maybe he might even get attached to her, they were the same age.

Davy:

"Wonderful, I'm starving." I said following Jason.

Wren

I looked up at her and noticed her wpprasing look. I tilted my head, my eyes questioning. Why was she looking at me like that?

Abby:

I just smiled shaking my head and looking up at the ceiling. "How did you become mute, then? Or were you born that way?" I asked.

I walked around till i found other people

((I'm going to skip this a couple days since nothing is happening at the moment. Every one has to reply before I do though just so they know I'm going to.))