The City Of.......Light's

Kurt looked at Kris, tears in his eyes.
"Why? I just let that happen. Why? WHY DOES EVERYTHING I TOUCH DIE?"
Kurt began crying.

Kris puts the machete down out of reach of Kurt in case he tries to kill himself again. She placed a hand on his shoulder and tried to comfort him as best as she could. She was in pain too, and the same with everyone else. It was hard that they lost a member but Kurt was putting all the blame on him.

"That's not true. Listen I don't want you gone. You're my friend and I can't bear to lose you too."

Well what are we gonna do? would you rather leave him somewhere and let im turn or put the bullet in his skull cuz no offense this chicken humper stinks, hear me out i may not have known him but i still feel remorse for a fallen comrade regardless if i knew him for a couple minutes but we gota keep moving.....and i serously need ammo does anyone carry 5.56 caliber rounds on them?

Kris took a glimpse at Garett's body and sighed. It was going to be hard, but they couldn't just take him everywhere with them.

"We'll drop him off somewhere. We won't have time to dig, but we're definately NOT putting a bullet threw his head."

Max looked out at the desert around the bus.
"Well," he said, "We can leave him here, bu we have to hurry. I don't know how close behind those zombies after us are."

I am kinda lost i havent been on in awhile but im back someone give me a summary please

*J stands* "It's decided we'll bury him, in memory of him everyone needs to lay one round on his grave for his type of weapon....thats how it should be....i really need ammo though guys can anyone construct a couple rounds?

Kris nodded her head. She looked up at Micheal, but he seemed to depressed to do anything right now. When she spoke, her voice was nothing more than a whisper. She din't trust her voice to be very audible, fearing it would break when she talked.

"Right, but I don't know how well we could bury him though. Let's just put him on the ground with a sheet over him. Help me out here?"

((Ok quick summary. Garret left, we found him fighting zombies alone, he gets hurt so much he dies. Now we're deciding his burial and will soon leave las Vegas))

Max opened the doors of the bus and walked over to help Kris pick the man up and take him outside.

ok well i got him... J helps pick up garret and lays him down on the sde of the road....*hey no offense let's lay him on his stomach so the zombiefyed world can kiss his ass...he'd like that"

((Yeah he would...)

((F'Ing Brilliant.))
Kurt watched the peopkle place Garret out side. He grabbed Kip's Guitar.He began to play....."Stairway To Heaven", choking back tears.
"There's a Lady who's sure....All That Glitters is Gold. And SHe's buying A Stairway to Heaven....."

J stands over garret takes off his shirt and lays it under his face..."i doubt he'd like that dirt in his mouth" pulls out a round from the clip in his M-9 pistol and lays it on his chest...."goodbye"

"When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed....With a word she can get what she came for.....
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven....."

J joins in:Theres a sign on the wall ....But she wants to be sure....cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.....In a tree by the brook....Theres a songbird who sings,....Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,....Ooh, it makes me wonder.*while loading his pistol to make sure the clips are full j sheds a tear down his eye*

"There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,And my spirit is crying for leaving........In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,And the voices of those who stand looking.... and it makes me wonder....really makes me wonder....."

"Ed we need to go we can't put these people in anymore danger" Kip said ashamed to Ed.

He took a drag of his cigarette and followed Ed silently towards Washington, he didn't want anyone to know of their departure.

Jm watched the burial.

Light finally sees that Garret is ded. "How the hell did this happen??" he said calmly as he walked up to the group. "Garret was a fighter, Kris, did he go out swingin?" Griff walks up to his side.

Kris couldn't say anything. Her mind was so boggled up and messed up it hurts her. She looked at Garett's body one more time for another minute, then turned her attention to Light.

"He was a fighter. He fought till his body gave up on him and...."

She choked back and a new tear ran down her face. She looked out to the corner of her eye and saw Kip and Ed already leaving. I guess without him, our group will start breaking up. Hopefully everyone else will be able to stay together till we leave Nevada. Kris didn't know how long they have been outside, but now it was getting late and the night was coming. The desert wasn't as hot anymore. The temperature was getting colder now. Kris looked at everyone else, then at Garett one more time before she went inside the bus. She sat down where her stuff was and looked up at the ceiling as more tears stung her eyes.

Kurt nudged out of the way as Kris walked in. He continued singing and playing. He owed Garrett at least that much.
"And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter......

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May Queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Ooh, it makes me wonder
Ooh, Ooh, it makes me wonder..........."

Micheal held a quiet cold stare, he slowly walked past the other's, his glazed eyes never leaving Garetts pale face, he stopped in front of Garetts body and dropped to his knee's "Your head is humming......and it wont go......in case you dont know" he stroked Garetts forehead "The pipers calling you to join him" he choked back a tear "Dear lady...can you hear....the wind blow and did......you know?" he shuddered and closed his eyes, and layed himself down on Garetts chest, he sobbed dryly for a second "Your stairway lies on the whispering wind......" his cracked lips whispered this last line, he drew in a ragged breath and suddenly slammed his fist down on Garetts chest "WHY!" he seemed to shout at everything at once, he leaned in close to Garetts face "you had to be stupid didnt you!?" he slammed his fist down again "always have to go and fuck things up for yourself!?" he slammed down once more "youve always protected me, all my life, why not just once could i protect you!?" he fell into another bout of sobbing, after several minutes, he wiped his face off, kissed Garett on the forehead and wandered over to the bus, neglecting to meet the eyes of anyone else, he packed up his stuff and paused one last moment to take out his wallet, and slip out the faded strip of pictures, it was him and Garett, when they were still in high school, his eyes lingered on the one with him and Garett sitting on the hood of garetts new car, he had so much fun that day........he stuffed it back in his wallet, jammed the leather thing into his pocket and slowly walked off down the road, Goliathe trotting alongside him at his heels and nothing but dust to console his weary travel, Diesel trotted up alongside him, he whined and looked up at Micheal "you can come" he whispered coldly, distantly, he continued on his way.......

Everyone was going there separate ways. Hope was becoming lost. Kris didn't want everyone to split up, but they all seemed to forget that it's hard to be on their own and .... what could she do? How could she convince to everyone that they had to stay together even though they lost an important member of the group. Already it was late and everyone seemed tired. Kris stepped outside the bus and looked at the mourning group. She hated the thought of breaking this up, but everyone had to move one. Kris sucked in a breath and stepped outside. She made her tone soft but there was still sadness in it.

"We all better move out now. Maybe once we're out of Nevada, we'll.... try to figure out future plans."

Kris almost choked from trying to speak because of the tears. She took one more glance at Garett's lifeless body, then walked slowly onto the bus.

"93 is still the best way to get to Arizona, its sad that this had to happen, but I agree with kris, we need to move out, Mike, What do you say?" Griff walks over and licks Garrets forehead. ((he didnt if his forehead was covered in blood, or if he got bitten or something there))