'Day 59' I counted as we prepared to leave the van. Gabe and I planned to find resources. Quickly, Gabe poked his head out the rusted van door. “No walkers,” he whispered. Silently, we crept out of the safe area. 16 minutes later, we reached the small town. Suddenly, a walker grabbed my cold leg. “Behind you!” Gabe hollered. He bashed its head with a crowbar. We legged it into the woods. A while after running, we stopped. “Why are there boats here?” I questioned. “Let’s see,” he replied as he took my hand. I counted five boats. They were all blue with a stripe. “Why boats though?” I thought.
By Aideen :)