It’s been five days since the attack on the University began. Zombies came in slowly and overwhelmed the local police and fire departments. The National Guard deployed to help defend the city had all withdrew from the area, leaving behind vast quantities of firearms and ammunition scattered, some accidental, some on purpose. As the radio stations began going off air, students trapped inside their dorms began to wonder if they would ever be saved. Then the power went off. Diesels kicked in but even then it was not enough. By the end of the 3rd day, students holed up in the diesel generators reported the fuel was 70 percent gone and it looked like the generators won’t last until the 6th day. Radio stations slowly went off air and even TV stations far away stopped broadcasting reports.

Some students were already dead, their bodies walking among the dead. Some were scared, holed up in their dorms with little food or water. Even the stronger minded began to feel the strain, having to sleep with constant moaning that wasn’t generated by fortification and constant scraping on the first floors.

It is the fifth day and a group of students from Descartes are gathering in the basement for a raid on the local storage shed, filled with tools and fuel for the diesels generators.

Eddie rubbed his eyes in the dark dank basement as he hadn't had much sleep, Monica Schauz who lived underneath him in the dorms had been infected for over a week but because she was a art student she wasn't the brighted banana of the bunch when she was alive never mind she was dead, she had locked her door from the inside and bolted her windows as well but what she didn't realise was that Harry Boon her boyfriend had been infected before her and she made out with him just before the whole zombie scenario had occured which led her to locking her room tighter than a fortified bunker but sadly she turned due lack of food and water and possibly some other reason that Eddie didn't wish to know so for the rest of the period he had slept with her moaning in her room loudly, scratching at her door and generally smashing her own room up though she did quiet down near midnight which is when Eddie got his most sleep.
He stood there in the basement leaning against his hammer yawning loudly, he rubbed his left eye then looked around, this place was bleak, it had mould on the wall cracks in the ceiling and the boiler looked like it was ready to pack in any second but not due to age, it sputtering out it last few amounts of heat and warm water luckily it was the middle of June and the weather was as good as it was going to get. He went over and sat down on a small wooden crate and put his hammer in his lap, he got out his blowlamp and started twisting and turning the dials on it and making general adjustments.

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Jack had bags under his eyes and walked slowly down the stairs to the basement, the scratching and groaning outside was getting to him but he maintained a healthy amount of respect and sanity for everyone and showed it by atleast smiling, believing that they were still alive was a blessing that not many these days seemed to have, That alone made them stronger then the rest. His crowbar was strapped over his shoulder, the knife on his side was strapped on. Even in the comforts of a bunker, he was always armed. If something happened he'd rather have it and not need it then need it and not have it. As he took a seat at the bottom of the stairs he leaned back and relaxed a little, that was the joy of the basement, all sound seemed to be drowned out and the cool breeze was enough to put him to sleep.

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Eddie looked up at Jack coming down the basement steps, he looked as bedraggled as he did and the constnat threat looked like it had gotten to him. Jack wasn't a person he fully knew, but had seen him hanging about with the sports crew though he himself didn't look as buff or macho as them but he must have some athletic score in him to be seen with them, Jack thought bout who had survived that didn't seem likely and those who look like they could overcome any obstacle yet fell to this unnatural and ghastly death, Eddie rubbed his eyes again and turned to look at Jack once more. "Zombies are a bitch aren't they? Who was keeping you awake, I had Monica Schauz below me and you know how she moaned about everything even when she was alive." Eddie chuckled softly at this piece of dark humour.

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Clarence had just arrived at the stairs when he heard a voice, a familiar voice, in fact, he was pretty damn sure who it was. The damn joker.
"Still able to crack jokes there, I see." Clarence spoke just loud enough for those in the basement to hear him while performing a last minute check on his weapons before entering, the pair of Ulaks replica were strapped onto his specially made belt, and the crowbar was hanging on his right, on the belt. He was already wearing a denim jacket that his mother gave him a a few years back, just in case they encountered those damned things when they were out; it was a miracle that he did not suffocate in that thing when he buttoned it. He was also well-equipped, in his own sense, to deal with the monstrosities that await them - a pair of leather gloves, while doesn't help much, would prevent infection at the very least, a pair of jeans, and hiking shoes to make sure he doesn't slip at a critical moment.
He entered the basement when he completed his check and peered into the window with the aid of a stool. He could see a few crawlers walking around aimlessly and at least one clawing at a door, probably heard a survivor or something.

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"Of course I am, you need humour in a situation like this. Eddie placed the blowtorch on is belt and stood up, as he did you could hear the soft jangling of his Replica chainmail. He gave a few solid swings with his hammer in both hands and gave a content nod, he hadn't been able to use his hammer yet he came close though when he'd spotted Lizzie Kerrin while trying to get to the basement but luckily she was blind in her former life so the thing didn't see him and he'd distracted her by throwing a stone over her head at a nearby window and making a run for it. "Who are we currently lacking here apart from the whole staff, nearly 95% of the students and possibly 90% of this states population?" He said, again with a dark chuckle.

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Jack snickered as Eddie made his jokes, he leaned upwards on the stairs and shuffled to the side so others could get by him easier. "The thing thats keeping me up is the moaning, im not sure if it's the monsters outside or just a few people inside going stir crazy, Hence. Sitting down to protect the goods." He snickered as he leaned against the cold wall, a smile crawling on his face more then usual, it was a cover to hide the sadness he felt from knowing that the whole world was most likely zombie food by now, but unlike them he was still alive to fight and survive like his dad had always taught him. "Zombies could be worse, they could be internet Zombies who yell old phrases at you." He stood up and started to walk with a limp, hands raised infront of him looking like a zombie. "Heaaard you LIIIIIIKE ME!!!" He said in a deep moaning-like voice before laughing himself back onto his steps.

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Jamal came rushing in from a level up. He looked over the group of joking teens and in a calm and stern voice said, "Stay sharp, you guys we can't let our guard down for a moment." Jamal had confirmed from a well secure window on the second floor that the zombies were very sparse on the northern side of the campus ,however the east was rather dense. "How's our rations coming?", he asked taking time too look over both of his knives and secure his leg guards. To not seem overly tense however he asked in a rather polite manner, "So what brought you guys to this corner of hell?"

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The scratching stopped, and the moans began to subside. Two students from Galileo house's third floor began clanging loud bells and drums, drawing the zombies shuffling towards the house while several students from the first floor started throwing down rocks at the zombie heads, watching the rocks break open the rotting heads like they were eggs. As the zombies moved away from Descartes, two girls came rushing down.

"Zombies are gone! Better get to the shed and move quickly, those zombies seem to have a short attention span recently..."

One of the girls handed the keys to Eddie, taken from the recent raid on the housing office. The words Shed were clearly marked as well as the dot on the crude map drawn by them.

"Kalvin from third floor says that the shed has no zombies and seems to be locked from the outside. Just radio him when you guys get there and he'll get the car."

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Chris walk form his dorm room where his roommate Frank Callons was still asleep in his bed. "What a lazy bum". He arrived at the stairs of the basement and saw that everyone was ready to go. Chris check his bag for all his medical supplies and look in his pocket and pulled out his lighter and took a cigarette and started lighting it. When he heard what the other students said, He let out a big puff of smoke and yell out out "Well I guess it looting time" while letting out a big laugh.

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John walked down the stairs, his hair standing in every direction, his eyes wide. He was looking around, as if he didn't trust anyone. His headphones were blaring heavy metal. He swallowed a little as he grabbed for the gun strapped to his side "We're going? Now?" He nodded and smiled a little, still twitching "Guess if we make it out of this we have a great story to tell..."

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"Or, all your army base are belong top us!" Eddie laughed at the idea of all the internet memes that could be turned into zombie jokes, it was this little glimmer of humour that kept most people insane Eddie thought to himself. He suddenly heard the clanging of bells and the mass of moaning zombies moving away from the university, suddely two girls rushed in through the two big metal doors, one handed him a key to the shed. The actual female company in a mainly male room was a refreshing feeling as he began to check them both out but not making obvious. "Ok, you heard the ladies we have to get to the shed as fast as possible if any of you encounter undead resistance make the combat as swift as possible as prolonged fighting will draw more of them, FOR THE HORDE!!" Eddie raised his hammer with one hand in a rally gesture while putting the keys in a pocket of his jeans, he didn't like having this responsibility he never did whenever he was a leader of a online group and had to recruit people and truly lead them but he was willing to do it now though he would gladly give the responsibility to someone who would try to take it off him.

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Jack snickered as Eddie raised him hammer above his head and shouted for the horde, he raised his crowbar and stood tall to salute the idea then lowered it, rubbing his chin. "Wait... isn't the zombies the horde and we're the Alliance? that makes more sense in a way. But then again...." He raised his crowbar high along with his fist and cheered. "The horde is more appealing." As he brought down his hands he sat back down on the Stairs and a smile suddenly creeped it's way onto his face. "I bet they'd win if they listened to advice. That's what they get for not building additional Pylons." He shrugged and snickered at the thought.

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"It's a shame that we don't have a shammy, then we'd win easily but we're fightin' undead so aren't they our allies if we're horde? Meh I go too much into these things." Eddie shrugged but retained his rally pose.

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Eddie rubbed his chin again as he mulled over the question, Eddie agreed that they might not technically be the horde but the name was definetly a plus to morale. I mean come on, who doesn't believe the team thats called 'The Horde' is going to win? but as he thought he spoke up about Eddies question involving the undead allies. "Nah, Archon came and mindcontrolled their Leader, now she's the Protoss' bitch. Kerrigan wouldn't fall for this crap!" He said with another snicker, it had been a while since he was in such a good mood despite what loomed a few feet away.

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"it's kind of like we're all master chief and the zombies are the flood, it's a exciting yet shit yerself nevous prospect." Eddie lowered his hammer and leaned on it like a walking stick, he pulled out the keys again and jangled them infront of his face, he stopped janglingling them and looked at them closely, there was quite a few different keys Eddie would say about a dozen it will be hard to decipher which is the right key but luckily there is quite alrge group here to cover him if they get to the door that is. "Damn, I hope there's enough left in the world for the internet to still be a possibility, if not some zombies are screwed." Eddie whacked the floor in frustration with his hammer it made slightly loud clanging sound of the struck metal which echoed for a few seconds then stopped.

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"Well the generators need fuel...then you can has Internets...if there is any." the girl replied. Walking over to the heavy metal door and peering outside, she beckoned everyone inside the room towards her.

"The guys got the zombies walking the other way...christ those dumb shits...Kris out there is mooning the zombies" she giggled as someone's whiter than sour-cream behind poked outside of a room window next door.

"Nows your chance guys, go get the stuff!"

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Clarence, obviously annoyed by Chris' laugh, wanted to tell him off, but then again, this is exactly the kind of idiot that would get them killed, and the kind that he would never ever want to mix with under any situation. He paused a while and gave him a disapproving stare instead. Yepp, definitely will be the death of us.
"SRSLY, u gaiz. That's not funny." he told the two who were making idiots out of themselves as he was approaching them, once close enough, he whispered to them, "Let's go before this idiot attracts them here, or, if he gets their attention when we're out there, we could always leave him behind if he proves too much to deal with." If not his voice, his eyes would certainly tell them that he was serious.

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Jack looked at eddie and snickered before looking at the person who told them to go 'get the stuff.' Before anyone else could speak or act he replied "No no no, you don't get the stuff till I get the money." He said with a snicker as he left the compound, crowbar in both hands, feet moving silently along, the gun strapped to his leg and the knife next to it strapped securely. He waved with his hand for the others to hurry up, in a slight whisper he called out, "Coast is clear, if you wanna see your Furries you better come help me!"

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Eddie was following Jack, he was mulling over what the other guy had said to him, there were people in this group that did seem like major flaws to the group, obviously the girls weren't as sex wasn't an option here it was necressary, he chuckled as he though about the factor that most of the people alive in the university were nerdy people ands were expecting this kind of thing and were suppose to re-populate the earth it was both a fun yet arousing propsect. H ehad to focus he was about 5 seconds behind Jack, "Boy this guy can run, I've not felt this exhausted since the time we took out Nurgle lord of decay." He held his hammer tight, the keys jangling in his pocket.

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As the zombies shuffled away and the group exiting the dorm house, the girls carefully closed and locked the door behind them, giving them a thumbs up and a wave of good luck. However, as the door was being locked, a zombies shuffled around a corner and stopped.

It gave a slight moan and its bloated, fat body changed directions, walking slowly towards Eddie, Jack and the rest of the group.

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"Aww Hell, they even got a Boomer now?" Clarence expressed his annoyance as he tried to keep up with the group, these damn things wouldn't be so much of a problem if we have guns... "Hey Ed, any ideas?"

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Jack turned around and slowed his speed for a moment so the others could come closer to him, making sure his voice didn't attract anything else other then a single zombie, and the others that were no doubt like this one. He whispered as his companions went by a small plan. "Might be undead, but that doesn't mean we can't kill them with a good crack to the head. I suggest someone ambushes it so we don't have to worry about it later." He said as he continued to jog lightly beside his partners.

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Ed noticed the big bloated zombie, it's body probably full of gas and high explosive. "Actually I have, anyone got any deodorent? Cause combined with my blowlamp it would cause fatty over there to go byebye depending on my theory of him being filled with volatile gas like a boomer but if he's just plain fat then we're one Happy Meal away from death." Eddie let got of his hammer with his right hand and left it in his left hand, then with his right pulled out his blowlamp off his belt and grasped it like a bug spray bottle with his finger on the trigger. He'd previously set the lamp while in the basement for long range torch as if like a flamethrower but he'd still have to get in close for it to have any decent effect unless aided by a sprayable gas canister.

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The zombie moaned and shuffled its way towards the group clawing at the air in which it futilely attempted to grab them. At the same time four more zombies came into view, intent on eating the brains of the still living humans. Surprisingly, the new group came from the left, unknowingly flanking the humans as they crawled.

"Rrraaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggg!"

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