Chapter 2: The Supermarket

Alex led the way down the street, his shotgun at the ready. The rest of the group followed close behind, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger. The streets were eerily quiet, the only sound the crunching of gravel under their boots.

They rounded a corner and saw it: the supermarket. It was a large, modern building, with big glass windows that had been smashed in. Inside, the shelves were mostly empty, but there were a few cans and boxes scattered about.

Alex motioned for the others to follow him inside. They crept in cautiously, their weapons at the ready. The air was musty and stale, the only light filtering in through the broken windows.

They split up to search the store, careful to stay within sight of each other. Alex went to the back, where the coolers were. He found a few cartons of milk and some bottled water, which he stuffed into his backpack.

As he was coming back to the front, he heard a noise. It was a low growl, coming from one of the aisles. Alex raised his shotgun, his heart pounding in his chest.

He peeked around the corner and saw it: an Infected, stumbling down the aisle towards him. It was a young woman, her clothes torn and her eyes glazed over.

Alex took aim and fired, the blast echoing through the empty store. The Infected fell to the ground, its body jerking with spasms. Alex fired another shot, just to be sure.

The noise had alerted the others, and they came running. They saw the dead Infected and nodded in approval. They knew they couldn't afford to let their guard down for even a second.

They continued to search the store, finding a few more supplies here and there. But as they were about to leave, they heard a noise from outside. It was the sound of a car engine, coming closer.

Alex motioned for the others to hide, and they crouched behind the shelves. The car pulled up outside, and the group could hear the doors opening.

"Hey, look what we got here!" a voice called out. "Fresh meat!"

The group tensed, their weapons at the ready. They knew that they were outnumbered and outgunned. But they also knew that they had to fight for their survival.

Alex peeked around the corner and saw them: a group of five men, all heavily armed and wearing leather jackets. They were grinning as they approached the store, their eyes scanning for any sign of life.

Alex took a deep breath and raised his shotgun. This was it. The Last Stand had begun.

The group reaches a supermarket and finds some much-needed supplies. They encounter another group of survivors, who are hostile and refuse to share.

Alex led the group through the abandoned streets, keeping his eyes peeled for any signs of danger. They had managed to survive this long by being cautious and working together, but they knew that they couldn't let their guard down for a moment.

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