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Overview The Earth's Survivors Series Follows a Group of Survivors
as they fight to stay alive and make their way out of a small
Northern New York city. The Dead are rising from where they lay in
the streets, but it isn't the dead only that they have to contend
with. The living too want to kill them... Jake and James were
loading up the last of the space that was left in one of the pickup
trucks when Dustin came running in their direction. "People," he
gasped, pointing to the side of the building. "People with guns and
stuff " James and Jake both reached inside the truck and grabbed
their rifles. James reached out and snagged Dustin by the wrist
before he could tear off around the side of the building again.
"Calm down... Take a deep breath," James said in a calming voice.
"Where are they?" "Coming into the parking lot... They're on foot,"
Dustin said. Both Nell and Holly stepped out of the shattered back
door that lead into the department store, their arms loaded down
with clothes in various sizes. Jake sighed in relief, reached down
and unsnapped the strap that held his gun in its holster. Checked
the safety on the rifle, flicked it to off and turned to Nell and
Holly. "We have visitors," he turned to Dustin "Did they see you?"
"I don't know... I don't... I don't think so, but I'm not sure," he
answered, still breathless. A frightened look came into Holly's
eyes. "How many? Are they armed? When," she asked?" "Two guys... A
couple ladies and some kids... Little kids... And a dog too,"
Dustin said. Thinking as he went along. "Okay," Jake said. "We'll
all walk out. Have your safeties off. You may really have to shoot.
For Christ's sake don't shoot yourself... Or me... Or one of us.
Point at who you want to hit and shoot. Like Katie showed you. But
don't shoot unless you have to. Maybe these people are okay." He
waited until everyone had nodded. Nell and Holly took the safeties
off their guns, held them briefly, and then returned them to their
holsters. Nell kept touching the curved metal butt of her pistol
nervously.
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