" Alright, looks like our time's up. Time to eat. Anyone up to come with? " Terry asked the group, stopping his playing of the V-Guitar. ' I mean... I cant exactly eat, but sure, why not. Gives us some time to catch up and whatnot. ' Cait, the skeleton of the group, replied and begun putting the drumset away again. She had also put her coffin backstage, just incase someone was walking into the auditorium and wondering why there were empty coffins on the stage. Mel had done the same, putting his coffin away, moving it backstage and putting his guitar in it, shutting the coffin lid tightly. ' Man you know I'm always up for some grub, lets go! ' Mel answered, just as Terry put away his guitar in the bag, zipped it up and strapped the bag to his shoulder, aswell as strapping his backpack to his back. " Alright, let's go then. " He answered, as three walked out of the Auditorium and into the school.
As the group of undead were wandering through the school halls to walk to the Cafeteria, they ran into a group of five humans, three boys and two girls. They were all wearing hoodies, with their hoods up. One of the larger males, who had his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, approached Terry with his two pals. Then suddenly, they stabbed him in the stomach and sides with pocket knives they were secretly carrying in their hoodie's front pockets, where they had their hands hidden within them. Mel and Cait looked to Terry, not worried a bit. Sure, their friend may had just been stabbed multiple times, but its not like he could die again. Or get hurt for that matter. After all, how can you expect to kill that which is already dead? ' Grrgh... this is for our friend you 'served' this morning! ' The male said, before running off with his group of five. Terry sighed annoyedly and remained walking on, despite the stabs on his stomache. He wasn't bleeding out anyway, his blood was already all clumped up, thick and rotten, like spoiled milk that was left out in the sun for too long. He walked into the cafeteria with his stab wounds, completely disregarding them, and sat down with Mel and Cait at an empty table. There, he removed his backpack and guitar bag and put both under the table. Then, the three of them begun chatting with eachother casually.
