[center][h1][color=coral][b]Victoria "Yer Screwed" Taylor[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
[center][b]Interacting with:[/b] Jonas [@SgtEasy][/center][center][b]Location:[/b] Whitesburg Vicinity[/center]
[hr]Jonas and Victoria were running for their lives. The couple were tired, dirty and drenched in perspiration and the day was not about to let up. The couple had apparently drawn the shortest straw of all straws, and they now had a massive horde closing on their tail. The Whitesburg Cemetery, their current location was also somewhat of a cruel joke, and how ill-fitting it was for them the escape certain death by fleeing a final resting place for the dead. With her hunting rifle strapped around her body for ease of movement, she lamented on the lack of ammunition and her choice of rifle for the end of the world. Things would have been alot less certain, if they had at least one automatic weapon between the two of them. Instead the couple was stuck with two bolt-action rifles, with barely any ammo to share between them. Bad options and even worst luck. The odds were definitely not in their favour.

This was a prime example of what it meant to be screwed in more places than one, and then some. But of course, they had to end up tripping an alarm while searching for more food and water to bolster their diminishing supplies of necessities. Through the work of Lady Luck, the huge horde had amassed as though they were present to herd the couple in a witch hunt. It was only through the sheer luck that the fact, that these risen dead could go no faster than walking. Through her keen eyes, Victoria noticed that these were definitely too many to warrant making any form of stand, or even bothering to find any right now, for that would only seek to delay them into the inevitable. The forest laid gloomily in front of them, and there was no going back. As Jonas grabbed her arm and suggested that they head into the forest, she agreed without a second thought. Hopefully, it would be easier to lose the large pack in there, some how.

The plan was to circle around the black house they passed before heading up to the highway, where their chances would probably be higher than it is here, that was for sure. The pair were survivors, and they had survived long enough to be at this stage, and they had no intentions to die here today, but Lady Luck seemed to be playing for both sides this day, threatening to push them off the edge with much gusto. The couple weren't the type to keel  however,and you'll be damn sure that they'll give their damnedest in their bid to staying alive. Victoria gave Jonas's hands a quick squeeze while running, letting him know that she was here to give any support that he needed, when he needed it.