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"Since we're telling our stories about each other, guess I'll go now." Kevin announces, clearing his throat to begin. "I was just doing my regular thing... playing a game against the Orlando Magic at Orlando. We honestly didn't expect them to be any good, but boy the put up a fight. We were about to go into overtime when the outbreak began... those freaks came flooding in the coliseum. Chaos ensued, so we put aside our difference, and formed up a group. There was about thirty players on both teams... only eight of us made it out." "The eight of us escaped the colisuem, making it to Dollar General, which happened to be close by. We thought we could stay there and outlast this apocalypse, but then... the firebombs hit. I gathered as much as I could, grabbing a kitchen knife and a backpack full of stuff... but only three of us got out of the burning store alive. The sight of seeing the upper torso of Klay trying to crawl out of the debris still sickens me."

"We decided to head to Jacksonville. It's the biggest city in Florida, so there should be some military. Though after witnessing the deaths of the others, Steph had been acting strange... crazier, if you would. I left him and Nikola alone for a few minutes... Steph must've snapped, because when I returned, Nikola was bleeding badly. I tried to save him, but I couldn't. When he returned as a walker, I ran him over with our car... just leaving me and Steph."

"Not too far from the pond you crashed in, I stopped my car. Steph had gone nuts, he was talking to no one, claiming it to be our teammates Draymond and Klay... but they had both died back in Orlando. I knew he'd just snap sometime and take me out like he did Nikola... so I stopped the car, telling Steph that we'd be taking a break." Kevin begins to tear up as he speaks, his voice stuttering slightly. "I waited for him to stand still... to stop moving... I-I got behind him, grabbing him by the head. He never saw it, never felt it, as I quickly buried my knife... into his skull..."

Kevin finishes, wiping the few tears away. "He was my best friend, my partner... and the apocalypse changed him for the worse."