[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00aeef]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/33/16/fe/3316fe559f13dd3bbefa84bd6e602b5e.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr]
[center][b]Location:[/b] Quincy, Florida: E9.  House, E9
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A[/center]
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Manny found himself still dreaming and in a deep sleep. In the real world he was very peaceful and seemed pretty content with life. IN the land of dreams Manny and Suzan ran for their lives. Once they made it to the bottom of the stairs infected started to surround them from all sides. The amount of bodies present made Manny want to puke. "[color=f7941d]MANNY![/color]" He saw Suzan point as she screamed, one of the infected was seconds away from attacking one of the duo, so Manny turned the barrel of his shotgun and pulled the trigger firing the shotgun's second shell into the torso of the infected, ripping it to pieces at near point blank range. Manny froze, but in the chaos realized something important. The only thing standing between the death of Suzan and Manny was the now empty shotgun in his hands. "[color=00aeef]Shit... Suzan warm me when more get close.[/color]" He dropped to his knees, opening his suitcase full of shells. He had just under 200 20 gauge shells in the case. Loading the shells into the gun he closed it, then put a few in his pockets. He didn't know how many chances he would get to pull shells out of his suitcase. "[color=f7941d]Manny He's getting back up![/color]" She shouted yanking a fire axe off the wall.

Manny had to give the girl props on her bravery, but he didn't think she was any real special hand to hand fighter. Before She could get close to the figure that Manny had believed to have shot dead he fired the first barrel again into the torso. He wondered if the infected were just that hyped up that they didn't care about pain, even if their bodies have received mortal injuries? But despite the second shell blasting a hole right through the chest now the once whole man stood up, a hole big enough for an arm to stick through in the center of his chest as well as torn ribs sticking out. [color=00aeef]What... the fuck.[/color] Manny took aim again at the figure trying to stand for the second time when he heard Suzan speak again. "[color=f7941d]SIX O'CLOCK![/color]" Behind them? He turned barrel lowered, then saw the next infected almost right on him. He raised the gun and fired the lower barrel right into her head, taking off the side of her face. After he fired he ejected the two spent shells and reloaded.

He turned back firing into the neck of the first man, he went down, still moving, but he didn't get back up. "[color=00aeef]JUST RUN! WE can't stay here anymore![/color]" They both ran faster then Manny believed possible. Suzan had taken his case full of ammo and cleaning supplies for his gun, Manny held the gun ready to fire at any infected that got in their way. For the most part, they were too busy killing and... eating the other refugees. Manny and Suzan appeared to have arrived late to the chaos. They had a target though, Jimmy's truck. It was old, and only had a few gallons in the tank. But it was their only option. They needed to get out of the city. Once the duo arrived in the parking lot there seemed to be more infected and torn up bodies then there were inside. Where the hell was the army? How did they let this get so out of control?! Manny decided it was too late for questions like this, it appeared everyone and their mother had the same idea they did. 

Even though things seemed to be calmer inside then outside, there were a lot more infected, and they seemed more interested in Manny and Suzen then the ones inside. "[color=00aeef]Suzen, get the case open and be ready to pass me the shells with the plastic covers on the front. The ones with the metal tip hold off, the chock isn't adjusted right for those.[/color]" Manny reloaded the single spent shell and started moving forward. "[color=00aeef]They walk and limp, move slowly and we'll be fine.[/color]" He didn't know that for sure, but there were too many to run past, and if they stayed put they would get overrun. So they pushed forward. The old dentist fired shot one into an infected woman in the stomach, watching her guts explode almost made Manny puke again. She still went down, moving but down. He turned and fired the second shell, this one hitting the lower neck of a younger man, he still kept walking. SO Manny reloaded and fired again. The process repeated for what seemed like forever, fire, fire, reload, and walk. Fire, fire, reload, and walk. Fire, fire, reload, and walk. He didn't even notice that Suzan had stopped following until she was out of sight.