"Oh my god! He remembered your name!" Gerard said with shocked. "Mmm... also a zombie was attacking me..." I said. "Oh, yeah. Sorry. So... is that when you died? Wait, don't answer that. Just continue with the story." Gerard said in a rush. "Is this really your work?" I asked. "What do you mean?" He asked confused. "Is asking their stories to people your work? Because you seem to enjoy it." I explained. "Yes, it really is. And I'm enjoying yours because it is interesting. Other people just say 'this guy killed me'or 'I was attacked'. They are boring. Well, stop the talking and continue the story because I need to know what happens next or I might actually jump off a cliff." He said and I laughed. "Alright."

Frank quickly picked up his gun as he was running towards me and killed the zombie. He leaned over me with a scared look on his face. "Are you okay?" He asked. I looked at him. He actually tried to save me instead of walking away. "Go away." I said. "What? I saved you and you are telling me to go away?!" He asked annoyed and I guess that a little disappointed. "That was so cute. That you actually saved me instead of doing what you told me you would do in a situation like this. But you have to go away." I explained. "But, why? I don't understand it." He asked confused. I slowly moved my arm so he could see it. He looked at it terrified. "It... it... it bit you." He said looking at open wound in my arm.

"Nooooo! Just when he was being nice with you!" Gerard said with a sad look on his face. "Gerard, this is not a novel. That's not fucking funny." I said annoyed because remembering that actually broke my heart, I loved Frank. "I'm sorry..." Gerard muttered. "It's okay..." I said and then I continued tellig my story.

He looked some seconds at my arm and then he stood up. "Stand up." He said. "What?" I asked confused. "It isn't very big. Maybe you can make it to the refuge before you turn into one and there maybe they can save you." He said. "We don't even know if there's a refuge. It's a huge risk for you." I said. "Do what you want. But if you stay here, I'll stay too." He said. I sighed and stood up knowing that I couldn't argue with him. It wasn't difficult because I couldn't feel my arm so there was no pain. He smiled and started walking and I followed him. But some steps later, I couldn't move my feet anymore. I tried to call Frank, but instead of that, my mouth made the sound of one of those creatures.

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