It's been awhile since I've wrote this and I'm so sorry for taking so long!
Gerard's POV:
"Don't think like that" I said, "after everything that's going on right now we can't afford to be negative". Although I had to admit I was terrified. We started looking around the house for stuff to kill the zombies with, in movies they usually killed them by damaging their brain or removing the head and we figured that the same applied to real life. Although all we managed to find was a few kitchen knives and a shovel. Frank looked out the window again, "there seems to be less out there now" he noted, "Yeah it seems like there's always less during the daytime" Ray added. "Well then I guess it's no or never" I said, and despite the fact that we were all trying to hide our fear we knew it was what had to be done. I took a deep breath, expecting to be swarmed by zombies the second I opened the door but for whatever reason the actually backed away from us.
In Mikeys dream "he" was in the graveyard so that seemed like a good place to start. It was eerily quiet and strangely enough all the zombies left us alone. But I had a feeling there was a reason for that. When we got to a clearing Mikey stopped, "this is where he was" he said but it was almost a whisper. I heard footsteps coming from behind and gripped the knife tighter, expecting it to be the worst. We all spun around to see that it was Helena, I relaxed a little for a second even though I knew it wasn't really her until I saw that someone else following her. Which of course was the someone we were all dreading to see.
