[u][b]Jason Crowley[/b][/u]
[b]11:15 AM[/b]
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Jason slashed away a few of the walkers trying to get to them, swinging with precision at their skulls. He watched carefully as Sam fell to the asphalt. [b]"Sam!"[/b] He yelled out to her as she got back up. He knew she was okay. Plus he had his own problem to deal with in the meantime. A walker in a car, reached through the shattered windshield, and grabbed Jason's ankle. 

[b]"MotherFUCKER!"[/b] He kicked it, in the face, keeping it's disgusting, rotting teeth away from his leg. He gave it another swift kick to the face, and smashed half of it's face off. Gross. All over his shoes and everything. How nasty. [b]"Ugh, come on!"[/b] He started to get back up when he noticed something. A [b]32. revolver[/b] on the passenger seat of the car. He knew that it would come in handy at some point, and immediately reached for it.

Unbeknownst to him, the corpse that was in the back of this car, was also a walker. It got up, and moved toward him, reaching for his elbow. [b]"No way, guy."[/b] He reached for the gun, trying not to cut himself on the glass of the broken windshield. Just as the walker was at his arm, he gets the gun, and pulls back out of the car. He opened up the chamber. [b]4 bullets.[/b] He closes the chamber, and stands back up.

Looking out onto the street, he sees Sam. And now, someone new. Look away for two seconds, and you miss an entire person out here. Sam was introducing herself to this new character. Jason aims the gun at one of the undead going right for the back of her neck, and fires off a round into its head. Being the movie fan he is, Jason knows that it's not a good idea to shoot out in the streets. But that was too close of a call to let it go. [b]"Let's go! Geeks are all over us! And I know they're gonna flock to the shot!"[/b] Jason tries to signal them onto the cars with him. He didn't know this new person, but he can't let someone die JUST because they're a stranger.