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Name - Mason Warforn.

Age - 13.

Height - 5'7.

Weight - 102 pounds, dropping since the outbreak.

Hair - Black / Brown.

Eye's - Aqua blue.

Pre-Outbreak Profession: School (Pupil)

Demeanor in Three Words: Sociable, Easily Saddened, Funny.

Before the outbreak:

Well, I guess you could call me "spoiled." Whatever I wanted I had family getting it me... Instantly! I've always had my say about things, I do look back and call myself a douche' I was wrong being the way I was. I got everything... but yet threw it back in my family's face, I was one of them kids who are looked down upon because I'm not "talented" like everyone else. I can't do trick's, stunts or skate. I never really had friend's at school, it's weird really as I used to lie all the time. I don't blame people for not liking me, I was just that person who was mourning in the class. My mother passed away in early 2012, since then I have took up nothing but saving money to buy her a funeral as we simply don't have the fund's to send her off as she deserves... She died of three cancer's in different part's of her body, didn't smoke, do drugs, violence or anything like that. It just took out the nicest woman on earth, I'll never get the chance to say goodbye. I love you Mum...

Now? (Beginning of zombie outbreak)

I remember it so well... Me, my brother and my Dad where on the plane back from our three week tour of "Mongolia", It was a brilliant vacation! Sun, Sea, Sand and the ocean smell! Unfortunately, as my life goes if I have anything good something bad is waiting to happen... It was the day we where due to leave, Dad was getting annoyed at the sudden plane delays the airport was having. No-one helped or told us why, it was just out of the blue.

It was a good few hours until we finally got aboard the plane, even when aboard it was still a good hour of two before the plane set off past Abakan then Chernogorsk and then a long flight home to good old Liverpool airport! It was horrible... I'm not talking about the plane journey, I'm talking about the sudden journey ending... On the outskirts of the Russian town "Ust'-Abakan" we started hearing things. I could describe it as chalk on a board, the loud ear-punching scrape. We heard that, over and over again. The air hostesses told us "It was the pilots test alarms" and turned a TV on to keep us calm. This only made the whole plane nervous... Bang's and Boom's where followed by the smoking of the wings, I remember Mum telling me that there where engine wires stored there and If anything bad happened to the engines... we'd be free falling. All I remember from this was blood curdling screams and cry's, phone call's being made, text's and prayers. After that I remember my Dad looking at me and my brother and saying these last words I heard "Close your eyes, I love you." As soon as he said that I was sure we where joining Mum, I have seen enough Horror to tell what was going to happen. At this time I was panicking. Really, Really panicking I blacked out.

The next thing I remember was waking back into consciousness in half a boeing 747 shoved inside of a luggage compartment, the only thing I could see was a note that had been sown to my jacked sleeve. The writing was blurred and tear smudged, it read : Mason, I've done this at the last second. This is all happening so quickly, If you are reading this please get out... It wasn't the crash that killed the majority of us. People are out for each-other, bloodthirsty killers! I've put you in the safest place in the plane crash. I don't know what they are, well I do! Bloody psycho's that's what they are! One of them got the jump on me and your brother, took a bite out of my arm and out of bill's finger! Where just feeling a bit on the lightheaded side right now, just a little overwhelmed. I didn't want to leave you Mason... I don't even think you'll read this, Tell Deborah I said hi in heaven will you little man? Love you so much try and g...." The letter ended with a pen mark followed by some red, still wet liquid. If my Dad was here, look's like he was hurt... Bad.

I need to get out of here, it's getting dark.

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Guest Demarcus King

Awesome story man! Very unique and emotional lol. Glad to see some teenagers in Chern.

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Awesome story man! Very unique and emotional lol. Glad to see some teenagers in Chern.

//Haha! Yea, What's a simulator without some teenagers?


//13 huh? Watch out for those blue pedo vans..

haha, Damn... Forgot about those!

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