"GO, GO, GO!" I yelled running through the hallways of our high school. "Get to the workshop they will have the most supplies." Said the other survivor, as we are tripping over books and chairs from failed barricades. Once we arrived to the workshops, we slammed a chair up to the doors since they only lock on the outside and we didn’t have the keys. We decided to rest for a while before we barricaded up more, so that we could have as much energy as possible. We rested for about 20 minutes until we heard something outside the door trying to get in. When we peered out the window of the door, we didn’t notice anything so we thought maybe it was a zombie just passing by so we, like any curious teenager would do, opened up the door. There, sitting
