Prince Edwards' Island

Deader wiped the blood from his blade with a small handkerchief. "That's enough of that..." He heads towards the ship and climbed over it, with caution, and sees the ladder on the side. He looked around to make sure things won't just jumped out of nowhere and climbed up the ladder and seen Jax. "Sorry about that," Deader whispered. "Those zombies were tough."
 
"They are nothing like the movies." Jax looked at the crate across from them, the doors were closed, and there was just enough room on either side of it for people to stand. Jax jumped across and attempted to pull the latch off the gate, but to no avail. He was not strong enough to move the rusted bar
 
"Need a hand?" Deader said as he carefully followed behind him. He grabbed onto the latch and attempted to pull.
 
Jax and Deader pulled together, and caused the bar to snap in half, loosening one of the double doors of the container to be freed. Jax jumped back across to the last containers they perched upon and offered to help Deader across. The sounds coming from inside the container had also stopped. (We cant see inside, we gotta open the door now.)
 
"Thanks." Deader said after grabbing Jax's hand to get across. "Prepare for anything, with these things around, surprise attacks might pop out or something..." Deader was ready to open the door.
 
They opened the door together...
...
There was a small home put together here, with someone trying *and failing* to hide behind a chair made of couch cushions.
The duo couldn't make any clear assumptions about this person due to most of their details being successfully hidden.
 
"I expected something like a horde of zombies in here. Thank goodness that it wasn't the case-" before Deader finished his sentence, the sounds of a person movement caused him to instinctively move his hand to the hilt of his blade. "D-did you hear that?" Deader said. He looked left and right before growing closer to the chair made out of couch cushions, but seemingly unaware of someone behind there. "Don't know if Zombies can play hide and seek, but if you're out here, you better show yourself.."
 
Jax held back, still assessing the room.

The person tightened themselves closer to the chair, before a handful of gunshots rattled out through the cushions whizzing past Deader, the person remained where they were hidden behind the chair.
 
"Yeah, somebody is definitely here and ain't no Zombies." Deader's eyes narrowed upon hearing gunshots in the direction towards the couch. One of them managed to sweep past him by the skin of his teeth. He pulled out his gun instead of his blade and moved closer to the couch of where the gunshots originated from. "You better come out of hiding or I'll unload a storm of bullets."
 
Jax jumped into the container, and grappled Deader to the ground.
"I have an idea" he whispered to Deader before darting forward at the chair
another blast of shots came before several clicks of an empty weapon.
Jax crashed through the chair grounding the stranger and holding them to the floor.
 
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