Kenny's POV

I walk into a house looking for the gas... I find it and look around more. I walk into a room and against a wall, we're two people. Heads smashed in too mutilated to tell who they are.

"OH MY GOD ARE THOSE DEAD BODIES?" I yelp "WHY ARE THEY NAKED!!"

I grimace at the sight... I start to leave till I hear a Walkie-Talkie trying to get through. It was asking if the girl was okay. I walked back over and picked up the Walkie, stepping in a pair of glasses along the way the shards getting stuck in my shoe.

"Ariiii?" A voice whimpered

"She's not here man..." I said

"Kenny?" He sputters

"I found her and another guy with their heads smashed open... and naked..." I coughed

"What...." He whimpered

"I'm sorry...." I sighed

The Walkie cut off and I put it down and left the cabin. Making my way back to the boat to put the gas into it. Walking by some of the dead campers... I gagged and kept walking. I reach the boat and pour the gas in. I soon start the boat and head off to the exit. I'm glad I made it out. I hope whoever's left can.