The man quite clearly didn't understand what you were saying and continued to reach for you. He grabbed onto your shirt, and you pulled the trigger pu...ting a round into his head and killing him.That was your first encounter with a zed, and it indeed wasn't your last. Now it was almost three months, you think, and you were scavenging a small gas station. Suddenly from behind you, a voice rang out, "Hey you okay?" You turned back and without thinking pulled out that pistol that had saved your. Please don't be afraid of what I might think. I've been in your shoes and a good friend had this very talk to me when I was playing." "You, you watched the guys at training. Naked?" "Ben, I want to tell you something but I need your promise that you won't breathe a word of this to anyone. Do I have it?" Ben liked Mr. Johnston very much - not just his great, athletic body but his handsome face and friendly manner. If Mr. Johnston trusted him with a secret he would take it to the grave with. She still had a long way to walk before she got home. Her bike got stolen at the park, she forgot to lock it and she didn’t have a cell phone, her dad took it from her because of her stupid brother, it was his fault the lamp broke and now she had to pay for it.She had to rest somewhere in the shade, she started towards the woods, did not look very inviting, littered with garbage, but at least it would be cool. And it was, she walked quite a bit deeper to get the most of the coolness and slumped. The entryway easily could have been originally designed as part of a drawbridge for a European castle. After driving through the archway, the opening closed as a large solid wood door slowly swung shut. The view of the courtyard took Ginger's breath away. Pathways wandered around majestic fountains, through vibrant rose gardens, under weeping willows and across a bridge or two. The picturesque setting felt tranquil and relaxing. This weekend was destined to be an experience they would.