He Returns

     Our simple perimeter search yesterday wasn't that simple. We cleared most of psychs withing a 1 mile radius. Their number are increasing we may have to pick up and move soon. We can only handle a few dozen psychs a day. We decided it would be wise to make the extra journey to the hunting store the next city over. so we got in out go karts and raced there killing a good 40 psychs on the way. we got there and loaded up on silent weapons we got dozens of hunting knives, hundreds of arrows for both the compound bow my father and I use, and the cross bows we got for everyone else, some machetes from the gardening store next door. as we headed back to our go karts we noticed a martial arts supply store. I had been in there before they had some really expensive sword and weapons. We walked over but we notice a broken window with fresh blood on the glass.

      We all got ready for some psychs and entered. A little bell rang when we opened the door and a shadow moved in the back. I told everyone to surround the door. I opened it and pulled back my bow. suddenly a knife lodged itself in my bow and i fired into the darkness. I heard it hit the wall. I knew right away it wasn't a psych so i yelled out, "We mean you no harm. We're just stocking up on supplies. That arrow was a reflex, you did throw the first knife." A voice replied. "How do I know you mean for peace. I've been bitten how do I know you won't kill me for that." This is what I need someone infected to try and cure. I gave him a reason to cooperate " I was a biology student at UCSB. I've been studying the virus, and I may have found a cure come with us and i might be able to save you." After I spoke I heard him say my name, and then he walked out.
         It was Allen he was pretty beat up, but he was alive. Brian ran up and hugged him. He us told about his plan to make it to the Concord military base but he had gotten bitten. He knew they would kill him if he went there so he decided to fend for himself until he turned. We all grabbed the weapons we wanted. Brian grabbed nun-chucks and a short sword. Allen and I grabbed katanas, and I grabbed a box of throwing stars however Allen got throwing needles. I grabbed Naganada for Luna and some assorted bladed weapons for ever one else. It was getting dark so we decided to stay over night we returned today.
      
    Oh and one more thing before we left the shopping center I grabbed a old military radio from the thrift store hopefully we can make contact with someone.