Spark gawked at the tv, zombies that couldn't be real but as spark thought this a news chopper was flying towards the center of the city the camera focused on a hotel there were three rooms that he could see into the one on the left was vacant the one in the middle was filled with zombies the one on the right held a strong looking stallion holding a barricaded door shut spark didn't want to be trapped like that so he turned off the tv and looked around his apartment spark emptied his saddle packs and picked up a small 2 inch pocket knife it wasn't a good weapon but it was all spark had he threw it into his saddle packs and looked to the streets below they were still mostly empty spark ran down the stair case and out the door the first thing he needed was a good base of oporations that the zombies couldn't access suddenly there was a growl behind him