[center][h1][color=ec008c]Lyla[/color][/h1][/center]

Lyla climbed out of the car after she grabbed her crowbar just in case. She stayed close to James and kept her eyes open. There were at least 14 bodies that she could see with bullets to the head. She didn't want to get dstracted and miss him wandering off so she grabbed his hand and held onto it.

[color=ec008c]"Let's check out the garage, It's right over there." [/color]She followed him over there and they went inside. The inside of the garage looked pretty much what it had looked like on that first day. It looked as if there had not been anyone inside it when the epidemic broke out. There was even a tow truck out back. Lyla was thinking that this was starting to look too easy. Then she remembered how badly her car was damaged and how much noise it would take for the repairs to be made. The more she thought about it the more it seemed like a bad idea.

[color=ec008c]"James, I appreciate the want to fix my car but there is another problem. All of the tools needed will make a lot of noise and this place will be swarmed with walkers. I would love nothing more than to fix it but I think we would be signing our own death warrants if we do it."[/color] 

At that point she opened a door inside the office area and a walker came out at her. Startled she stepped backwards into a coffee table and landed on it dropping the crowbar. The walker lunged at her and her instincts kicked in and she raised her leg up kicking it backwards. She grabbed the crowbar and pounced on the walker and stabbed it through the skull. She checked the rest of the rooms and there weren't anymore in the building. Sighing she smiled slightly. 

There was a soda machine in the back and she wrapped her arm and smashed the glass as carefully as she could to get them. She tossed one to James and sat down in the waiting room.

[color=ec008c]"So you were a mechanic huh? I have some skills in that area but most of mine are in dance and self defense. I'm a blackbelt and a dance instructor. I had to do something to pay for school. Our real problem is finding food and gas and of course, staying alive. Have you seen anyone else alive? You are the first I've seen. There has to be more but I was thinking that the living beings might be worse than the dead ones. All of humanity is going to be looking to survive in this new world and it's going to be survival of the fittest. That means it's now a kill or be killed world. I propose we stick together. I studied botany in college and I can find us food in the wild if we need it. Besides, I don't want to be all alone out there, do you?"[/color] She said looking at James.

Lyla stood up and went into the bathroom and left the door open but turned the light on. She grabbed paper towels out of the dispenser and washed her face and all of the blood off of it. She rinsed the blood out of her hair. She cleaned up and smiled at James. [color=ec008c]"You should have told me I looked like hell. Now I feel better."[/color]

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