The dead and the living 1

The gang was piled in the backseat, but they were fine. Minutes later, the car slowed down.

"What's wrong?" Fluttershy asked.

"We're out of gas." he said. They all got out, and started stretching. Then they heard moans form behind them. They turned around, and saw people shuffling towards them. Blood everywhere. One of them had an eye popped out. Buttley brought out the gun from the guy at the supermarket earlier.

"Do you know how to shoot?" Rarity asked.

"I've seen it in the movies." he said, "How hard can it be?" He aimed at the head of one, and pulled the trigger. There was a ringing in their ears, as the bullet ripped a part of the infected's brain. Buttley holstered it, and they all ran away to a nearby farm. They saw an old man with white hair looking at them with a shotgun in his hand.

"Hurry up!" he said. They all jumped over the fence, while Clementine went under it. Then another car slowed down, but when people got out of it, the infected devoured them.

"Thanks." Lee said. Then a kid, a mom, and a man walked out of the house near the barn.

"Who are they Hershel?" the man asked.

"Relax Kenny." the one called Hershel said, "They're survivors."

"It's getting pretty late." Lee said, "Can we stay here for the night?"

"Stay for as long as you need to. I insist."