8. rough night
1:00 A.M. Wednesday November 26, 2025
"Ahhh!!!" I screamed waking up from a nightmare.
Brad gets up and runs over to me "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Just a nightmare."
The leaves began to blow. The wind got stronger and stronger. The deadies surrounded us, but didn't attack they must of thought we were dead except Noah. Noah's snore almost got him killed.
"Noah get up NOW!!! Guys were surrounded. OPEN FIRE!!!" I commanded suppressing fire at the swarm.
I aimed for there heads. BANGGG!!! BANGGG!!! BANGGG!!! Then switched the AR15 on to Auto. The rattle of the gunfire rang in my ears.
"There's to many!!!" Evan screamed firing his rifle at the heads of deadies.
Brad took a sound bomb from Evan's belt and ran at the swarm with it than an old friend showed up. Kegan D. Brad looked him in his dead eyes. and ran at him. All the deadies turned to Brad as he was arming the sound bomb. All the deadies starting eating him and then KKAABBBOOOOMMMMM!!!
Brad is dead now. Every time we hear an explosion we chant:
IN BRAD WE TRUST!!!
Brad had a proper burial. An unarmed sound bomb laying beside his grave. On a tree IN BRAD WE TRUST!!!
It's been 3 hours since the swarm attacked us at 1. We all laid down and went too sleep.