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"Oh....My.."
Randal slowly tried to inch away from the monsters as quietly as possible.Trying to seek refuge in the grass

George froze searching the monsters with his eyes, the rest of his body totally still..

Mitch stood still. 'I wish I had grabbed a few guns from the car's trunk before getting in. Now I have no weapons to fight these things.' he thought to himself.

"Oh, [&@%!]" Worm said "We're screwed. We should lure this to the Germans. If we're gonna die, we're bringing the Nazi [&@%!] down with us!"
Worm couldn't stop staring the creature in the eyes, thinking how beautiful it was. He was scared out of his pants by it, but he just kept looking it in it's huge eyes.

"Shh..." Abigail whispered. "The Nazi have left. On the count of three...we all make a run for it....Ready? One...two...THREE!"

George sprinted off from the group but in a left direction through the fields, bits of corn brissaling against his arms.
He aimed for the road they had just come off.

"Three" was all Mitch had heard. At this he took off running. It was a little hard at first, as he was not sure what was around him. He headed towards the road, but figured it would be better to be in the weeds as it was easier to not be seen.

Worm was about to run, when he saw Walker still lying in the grass. He quickly ran over to him, lifted him, took Walkers arms around Worm's shoulders, and tried to run away from the monster.

The prehistoric monsters had no trouble keeping up with the survivors. They didn't seem to be set out to kill them. They were interested, as the survivors did not possess the same smell as the Nazi soldiers. But suddenly, they became distracted. The survivors could not hear or see anything that had grasped the monsters' attention. But they charged back into the jungle at an incredible speed. The survivors were alone once more on the road, beside the smoking ruins of their stolen car.

George was barely panting at with his head turned to watch the remaining survivors return to the road.
"These creatures, when are they from?! I have never seen anything like this".

"we need to find some better weaponry" he then smirked.
"And way out, and a wheel chair" he said slowly.

Ugh...Like my previous shipwreck roleplay, I see this going nowhere. This RP was only created to keep me from releasing my Assassin's Creed RP in April. I just can't wait any longer!

Will one of you mods lock this, please?

Oh, and by the way - Abigail was a Ghavog (I'm sure some of you knew it). She would've tried to eat all of you eventually.

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