Budd and Gameking got out of the back of the plane, looking around. "Hot damn!" Budd says. The streets were littered with cracks, holes, and gore. He looked at Random, who was staring at a house, with pride in his eyes. He looked at the thing he was, it was a house, lights on, people's shadows in the windows, and the doors boarded up. "Listen, it wasn't easy for me dealing with my parents' death." Budd said, remembering it as if it were yesterday.
"Budd! The doors won't hold forever! Get your sister and run!" "But i can't leave you here!" "Just go! Your father and I have this covered!" Hesitating, Budd ran upstairs, where he found his sister, holding an M-9 up to a zombified neighbor of ours who found his way up the roof. She hesitated, Budd ran after the zombie, but it was too late. The neighbor knocked her down and took a chunk of her leg. Budd stabbed the zombie in the head, grabbing his sister. He ran downstairs, seeing that his dad was right next to a hole in the door. Budd put his sister next to the drawer, his mom balling. She abandoned holding the door and went to his sister. The hole in the wall now had a hand sticking through it, grabbing his dad and pulling him through. Other zombies dragged him out into the street, eating him. His mother saw and ran out, trying to save him. Budd looked around in shock. His sister passed, and his mother was trying to save his father. Budd could've done something, but he couldn't his mom eventually got overrun, and was gnawed on as well. He grabbed his sister and shot her in the head with her pistol. A tear was drawn down his cheek.