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		<title>Adventures of Joe. Pt 2</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Read the second part to Joe's adventure during the Zombie Apocalypse. </p>
<p>The post <a href="https://krui.fm/2016/03/21/adventures-joe-pt-2/">Adventures of Joe. Pt 2</a> appeared first on <a href="https://krui.fm">KRUI Radio</a>.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">The next morning, Joe wakes up in a hot sweat. She replays the day before in her head over and over again. She feels so alone even though she can hear Benny snoring next to her. Suddenly she thinks of her dad. Where is he? Is he okay? Joe, lost in worry, doesn&#8217;t notice Benny wake up until he touches her arm.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“Hey, you okay?” Benny asks.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“Yeah, I’m just worried about my dad,” Joe explains.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“We’ll find him, don’t worry,” he reassures.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">They lay in silence until the rest of the group wakes up. Eragon tells them that they need to keep moving. They pack up and rummage through the house, hoping to find something useful to take with them. Unfortunately, they leave empty-handed. They head down the street, Eragon leading at a brisk pace.</span></p>
<figure id="attachment_30027" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-30027" style="width: 316px" class="wp-caption alignleft"><a href="http://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/syria-crisis.jpg"><img fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" class="wp-image-30027" src="http://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/syria-crisis-300x196.jpg" alt="Photo via: www.nydailynews.com" width="316" height="207" srcset="https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/syria-crisis-300x196.jpg 300w, https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/syria-crisis-768x502.jpg 768w, https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/syria-crisis.jpg 970w" sizes="(max-width: 316px) 100vw, 316px" /></a><figcaption id="caption-attachment-30027" class="wp-caption-text">Photo via: www.nydailynews.com</figcaption></figure>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">          </span> <span style="font-weight: 400;">“Where are we going?” Bella asks.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">          </span> <span style="font-weight: 400;">“To Limbo, it’s supposed to be safe,” Eragon explains.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">          </span> <span style="font-weight: 400;">“How do you know that it’s safe?” Benny asks.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">          </span> <span style="font-weight: 400;">“I don’t, but we don’t really have any other option do we?” Eragon says.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">Joe walks in silence as she takes in the deserted town. She sees a house with blue shutters. It reminds her of her own home. She wonders what the people that used to live in that house were like. Were they a family similar to hers? A widow trying to raise her spunky, seven-year-old daughter? Or was it home to an old couple whose children have long grown up and moved out? Whose only worries now were what flavor of tea they were going to drink as they watched the children in the neighborhood laugh and play in the streets? Sweet or unsweetened? Joe hopes that whoever lived in that house were together now. Even if they were both zombies together, at least they were together. </span></p>
<figure id="attachment_30028" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-30028" style="width: 339px" class="wp-caption alignright"><a href="http://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/white-house-blue-shutters-4892798.jpg"><img decoding="async" class="wp-image-30028" src="http://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/white-house-blue-shutters-4892798-300x201.jpg" alt="Photo via: http://www.dreamstime.com/photos-images/white-house-blue-shutters.html" width="339" height="227" srcset="https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/white-house-blue-shutters-4892798-300x201.jpg 300w, https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/white-house-blue-shutters-4892798.jpg 400w" sizes="(max-width: 339px) 100vw, 339px" /></a><figcaption id="caption-attachment-30028" class="wp-caption-text">Photo via: www.dreamstime.com</figcaption></figure>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">They hadn’t walked for more than a mile, when they heard the sound of moaning in the distance.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“We need to find somewhere safe to hide out. We are sitting ducks out here,” Eragon says.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">They keep walking, faster than before, until they reach a police station. The station is a mess. Scattered loose papers cover the floor along with tipped over computers. As soon as they get in, they barricade the doors with desks and chairs. Afterwards they start looking for something to eat. Instead of food, Scarlett finds a radio. Eragon sends out a distress call.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“Attention, anyone who is still alive. Four other people and I are trapped in a police station with zombies surrounding us. We are two miles away from Spring Valley. We are weaponless and without food. We won’t last long. Please help,” Eragon speaks into the radio clearly.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">They sit there for a while, waiting for a response. Suddenly they hear moaning outside the station. Then slamming</span></p>
<figure id="attachment_30029" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-30029" style="width: 300px" class="wp-caption alignleft"><a href="http://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/abandoned-police-fire-stations.jpg"><img decoding="async" class="wp-image-30029 size-medium" src="http://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/abandoned-police-fire-stations-300x300.jpg" alt="Photo via: http://weburbanist.com/2013/03/10/case-closed-12-locked-down-abandoned-police-stations/" width="300" height="300" srcset="https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/abandoned-police-fire-stations-300x300.jpg 300w, https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/abandoned-police-fire-stations-150x150.jpg 150w, https://krui.fm/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/abandoned-police-fire-stations.jpg 457w" sizes="(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></a><figcaption id="caption-attachment-30029" class="wp-caption-text">Photo via: weburbanist.com</figcaption></figure>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">against the window. The zombies can smell their flesh. Joe timidly walks up to the window to see how many are out there. She sees about 5 “men” walking around aimlessly in front of the station. One of them turns around so Joe can see its grayish face. Joe gasps and falls to the ground when she sees bloody drool pouring from the mouth of her dad. She gets up and watches him move in her direction. He lifts his stained-red hand up to the window and stares into Joe’s eyes.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">“He recognizes me,” Joe whispers.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-weight: 400;">She moves the desks far enough away from the door so her tiny body can squeeze out. She can hear the screams of the crew inside, telling her to come back, but she keeps running toward her dad. Once in his arms, she feels his teeth rip through her neck, but she doesn’t feel any pain. She falls to the ground, her body slowly becoming numb. Relief rushes over her.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">TO BE CONTINUED</p>
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<p>The post <a href="https://krui.fm/2016/03/21/adventures-joe-pt-2/">Adventures of Joe. Pt 2</a> appeared first on <a href="https://krui.fm">KRUI Radio</a>.</p>
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