(We now return to our hero, but there seems to be something wrong with him.)

Charlie: Nooooooo!

(Charlie was in town running down the street.)

Charlie: I can't believe that just happened. I got to go save her.

(Earlier)

(A woman was driving a vehicle and blasting music until suddenly...)

Woman: Yeah, I'm just taking my Toyota out for a spin and listening to some Chris Brown. I love you, Chris Brown. What in the world?

(She spotted someone on the ground.)

Woman: Oh my goodness. Someone is laying down in the middle of the street. I wonder what's wrong.

(So she got out of the vehicle to see what was wrong.)

Woman: Sir, are you ok? Are you hurt?

(He didn't say anything.)

Woman: Don't worry, sir. I'm calling the ambulance. They'll be here in no time.

(She got her phone and dialed 911.)

Woman: Come on. Come on.

Dial Tone Operator: We're sorry, but the number you dialed, 911, is unavailable at the moment. Please don't call this number ever again. Click.

Woman: WHAT?!

(The man on the ground opened his eyes quickly which startled the woman, causing her to toss her phone somewhere.)

Woman: Oh my word. You scared me, sir. Are you ok?

(The man stared at her.)

Woman: Ummmm...

(As the man was slowly getting up, the woman was slowly backing away from him.)

Woman: S...Sir, do you need to...go to...the...

(The man started walking slowly towards her, staggering.)

Woman: Please...Please stop. I mean you no harm.

(That's when she accidently bumped into a car, causing it to set off an alarm.)

Woman: (Gasp)

(Just then a lot of Zombies came from around the corner.)

Woman: What's going on? What is this?

(She tried to run to her vehicle, but Zombies were already there.)

Woman: Someone, help! Help me, please!

(Suddenly, she was pulled into an alleyway by someone.)

Woman: Who are...

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(A hand was placed her mouth.)

???: Shhhhhhhh.

(The Zombies went pass the alleyway.)

???: I believe we are safe now.

(The woman heard the person's voice. They sound like man. She broke free from the their grasp.)

Woman: Who are you?

Man: It's me, remember?

Woman: That voice sounds familiar.

Man: It should. It's only been about a year since we last talked.

(The man person stepped out into the light.)

Woman: CHARLIE?!

Charlie: It's been a while. Hasn't it, Josaline?

(Josaline slapped Charlie.)

Charlie: Owwwwwww! What was that for?

Josaline: Why haven't you called me? It's been almost a year.

((JOSALINE'SBIO))

{Full Name: Josaline Bancock/ Age: 20/ Nationality: American/ Race: Caucasian/ Height: 5"5"/ Hair: Shoulder length and black/ Hobby: Listening to music/ Favorite Dish: Salmon/ Hates: Airplanes/ Fear: Heights}

Charlie: I'm sorry. I've been busy.

Josaline: I waited for you. I was so worried about you.

Charlie: It's not a big deal.

Josaline: How could you do this to me? You're a traitor.

Charlie: What? What are you talking about? All I did was go to college. I wanted to further my education. It's not my fault why you didn't. Besides, I was only one city away. You could've easily driven to see me.

Josaline: Lies. You say nothing, but lies.

Charlie: Really? I just saw you get out that vehicle you were driving.

Josaline: If you’ve seen me, why didn't you tell me this place was surrounded by...those things?

Charlie: I wanted to see how the situation play out.

Josaline: Jackass. I could've died.

Charlie: Ah! But you didn't and it's all thanks to me, CB!

Josaline: You poor little idiot.

Charlie: What?

Josaline: You realized you couldn't pronounce your own name, so you dumbed it down for your own benefit. I'm so proud.

Charlie: Shut up, ok. You have no idea what you're talking about. I know how to pronounce my name.

Josaline: Oh yeah? Pronounce your name then.

Charlie: Look, we don't have time for this.

Josaline: It looks like the little idiot doesn't want to prove me right.

Charlie: Fine. I'll do it just to shut you up.

(Charlie began to sweat a lot.)

Charlie: Ummmmm...

Josaline: What's wrong? Too hard for you?

Charlie: (Sigh) As much as I would love to amuse you with this pointless task you've given me, I have to get to City Hall.

Josaline: Why?

Charlie: My dad works there.

Josaline: Well, how are you going to get there? It's dangerous to go by foot. There are too many of those things.

Charlie: Nope. I have a another source of transportation.

Josaline: Really?

Charlie: Yeah and it's a nifty one too.

(Charlie walked over to a figure that looked like a car that had a sheet over it.)

Charlie: Feast your eyes and witness the all mighty...

(That's when Charlie pulled the sheet from over it.)

Josaline: Stack of boxes.

Charlie: What? No. The all mighty...

(Charlie looked over at it.)

Charlie: Stack...of...BOXES! What the fuck happened to my vehicle?

Josaline: Is that it over there?

(Josaline pointed at another figure that looked like a car with a sheet over it.)

Charlie: Oh yeah. That's where I parked it.

Josaline: Oh brother.

Charlie: Now, feast your eyes and witness the all mighty...

(Charlie pulled the sheet from over it.)

Josaline: Wooooooow!

Charlie: The Bat Mobile!

Josaline: Where did you get that?

Charlie: I have my resources.

(A flashback was about to begin.)

Charlie: No. No. We are not doing a flashback. We have to get to City Hall.

Josaline: Do you even have a license?

Charlie: No.

Josaline: Are you nuts? What if you get pulled over?

Charlie: I'm pretty sure the police have more important things to do than to worry about someone who is driving a vehicle without a license.

Josaline: I'm not getting in that car.

Charlie: Suit yourself.

(Charlie got in the Bat Mobile, turned it on and started to back up.)

Josaline: Wait! I'm coming with you! Just please don't leave me by myself!

Charlie: Hahahahahaha. Works every time.