[centre][b]Frank Carter[/b][/centre]

The location mentioned by the person who was broadcasting this message wasn't far away from the camp. About 8 to 10 minutes of driving. As a detective Frank didn't had to use police issued vehicles, however his Chevelle, was listed in the LAPD's database and he had a police radio in his car. Ever since the outbreak he kept it turned on, just in case someone might be broadcasting sometyhing, anything. "How's the gas?" Asked Sarah. "Were good. The tank is still three quarters full." Said Frank as he looked at the fuel gauge. He starts seeing a military Humvee in the distance that stopped in front of a large sea of abandoned cars. About a minute later, Frank arrives at the scene, stopping the car in the back of the Humvee. 

"Stay inside!" Said Frank as he got out of the car and closed the door. Then he starts to proceed with caution towards the Humvee and sees two young women inside. He knocks on the glass. "Hey! Me and my companion are survivors from Camp Pendleton. We heard your radio broadcast." Said Frank from outside.

[center][b]Joe Carter[/b][/center]
Joe looked rather surprised at Lexie after she asked him what could have caused this. "Want my honest opinion? I think this is all the government's fault. They were probably working on some virus or some biological weapon, something went wrong and now we pay the price. Or if you're a religious person, you can think that God finally decided to punish us for all the terrible deeds we've done in these last 2000 years." Said Joe smiling aftewards. After hearing the message on the radio, he started looking shocked at Lexie as she gave him the same look. "This is bad! Something must've happened at Camp Pendleton." Said Joe as he turned his view back at the road and saw the smoke in the distance. "Look over there? See that smoke? That's definetly coming from the camp." Said Joe as he did his best to remain calm. As he was driving though, a bald african american male, dressed in military gear, pops out of the bushes and stops in the middle of the road, in front of the Lincoln with his hands up in the air, signaling Joe to stop the car. Joe hits the brakes, abruptly stopping the car in it's tracks as the tires started squeaking.

After stopping the car, Joe gets out and heads to the soldier who was now on the ground. He was heavily wounded, bitten by walkers and was breathing very fast. "Who are you?" Asked Joe as he leaned down and grabbed him by his right shoulder. The man takes a deep breath and introduces himself. "I'm Darryl Woodman, 1st Liutenenant in the US Marine Corps. If you're heading to Camp Pendleton you can forget about it. The place was overrun by the undead. We were taken by surprise. It all hapenned so fast. A large black Cadillac SUV was heading towards the front gate at high speeds. We tried to make the driver stop but it was useless. Eventually we opened fire on the car which blasted through the front gate flipping over and squashing a civilian. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. Imidieatly after that all hell broke loose. Hordes of walkers kept showing up out of nowhere. We killed as many as we could but their numbers were too great. The base was overrun fast. Many civilians and soldiers have died. But i've seen some civilians escape in their vehicles or in military one's. Like I said before...if you wanna go at the camp, you can forget it. That place is an undead infested wreck." Said the Marine who started breathing heavily. 

"Do you know anyone by the name of Frank Carter?" Asked Joe with a desperate tone, seeing that the guy was nearly dead and he was losing probably the only chance he had to gain information about his brother. "Frank Carter?" Said the Marine who started thinking for a few moments as Joe nodded his head. "Oh yeah. I remember a Frank Carter. He arrived at the camp 6 days ago. He was driving a black Chevelle, with white stripes. He had a woman with him too. Shortly after all the comotion started I saw him leave. He was driving like he was possessed and literally blasted through all of the undead at the front gate. Unfortunately he also hit one of our own too, but who cares anymore, were all dead." Said the Marine as Joe rised up happy and grabbed Lexie by her shoulders. 

"Did you hear that Lex? My brother is alive and well. Oh my God I can't wait to get to him." Said Joe happy. "You really need to leave, before i'm gonna turn into one of those things." Said the Marine as he pulled out his Beretta M9 and placed the end of the gun's barrel underneath his chin. As Joe was heading to the car, a loud bang distracted both him and Lexie as they both turn around only to see the Marine lying dead on the ground. The guy shot himself in the head in order to avoid transformation. He had a small entry hole underneath his chin and a much larger exit hole on the top of his head. Joe tries to act like he's not affected by the image he just whitnessed as he gets in the car and starts driving towards I-5. "Don't worry. We should be at I-5 in a manner of minutes. I'm sure my brother is there already. And...oh my God, we forgot to ask about your sister." Said Joe with a rather guilty look on his face as he placed his right hand on Lexie's left shoulder, trying to confort her.