Ok...so here is a new story that I started. It first happened as a dream...then grew even more during my english test. Lol. So I hope it's good. It's kinda a more serious tone. *By the way, my OC's name is Anthony Carmichael. I didn't have a chance to introduce his name in this chapter...but in the next chapter I'll put it. So R&R please.

The wind outside was raging like ghouls of the night. Darkness manifested under the gray clouds and falling shards of water pierced the earth. Moans could be heard, howling strongly all outside and surrounding the gym.

Those things out there –zombies—I couldn't believe it was really happening. I thought to myself looking through the second story window of the gym. It had only been a day since this whole thing started. Only a day, for hundreds to become infected. Only a day to be eternally trapped in this nightmare. How did things escalate so quickly? Here I am, stuck in a gym with God knows how many student and faculty – strangers- with nothing better to do than to panic and freak out. Everyone had been worrying about their families –hell, so was I. I had contacted my mom, brother and sister right when this madness began. Luckily for them, they were able to rendezvous and get to safety somewhere. They were fully stocked with weapons to defend themselves, thanks to my brother's girlfriend. Her father was a cop, and she was able to get us a huge acquirement of weapons. You see, my brother, his girlfriend and myself were always obsessed with the fact that a zombie apocalypse could happen, mainly because of all the video games we played, and only was reinforced when I happen to stumble upon the 'Raccoon City' incident. Although I knew something like this happened, and could happen, I was still in shock that it was happening, especially in this common little town.

Because of our paranoia, my brother's girlfriend gave my brother and I a stash of weapons for just this type of event –a stash that I kept in the trunk of my car at all times. I was prepared in the sense that I had a bunch of weapons to defend myself, but I hardly knew how to use them, or even how to fight in close combat. My only knowledge was based off of video games –survival horrors especially. But I knew that was good enough for me to survive. Although now, I was on my own. I looked up out the window, the gray clouds reflecting in my crisp ice azure eyes.

I had been lost in the recesses of my mind when my train of thought was abruptly broken by screams and escalated yelling and shouting from downstairs on the gym floor.

"I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!" One man screamed, having a panic attack while sitting on the bleachers. Others, on the other hand, were actually being useful and used the bulky exercise equipment from the weight room in order to barricade all of the entrances on the ground floor.

"I'M STARVING!" One of the students shouted. "We finished the food already?"

"There isn't enough food to feed us all, you jerk!" People burst into quarrel.

"WELL WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO THEN?" A woman shouted. "Just stay here, and go hungry while the zombie come and eat us!"

"That's exactly what we can't do!" I yelled over the crowd, with them silencing and turning to me as I walked down the staircase in my hoodie, jeans and boots. "Look, if we are having any chance to survive, then we have to get out of here! It's only a matter of time before the horde outside grows even more, and begin adapting to the situation, and figure out some way to get in here! And if they do, you know we are all screwed!" I finished, making it to the bottom on the ground floor. People began to freak –again.

"Adapt! What do you mean 'adapt'?" I heard a woman ask.

"What the hell are you talking about? We're a lot safer in here than trying to escape!" Another man said.

"Look around you! Go look out the windows so you can see for yourself! We are SURROUNDED! I told you, it's only a matter of time before enough gather in order to break down any of the doors. And I surely do not want to be here when that does happen! Do you?" I yelled in an angry and annoyed tone. "Look, if anyone has the balls to go out there with me, then come forward." I announced.

No one walked up. "So I take it that you wish to remain here and risk your lives. Very well, suit yourselves." I replied.

"Sir?" I walked over to the principal. "Is there any way to access the roof from inside this building?" I said, looking at him straight at his face.

"Uhhh…y-yes…through the elevator. There's a button that you push that overrides the elevator to take you to the roof…" I could sense the intimidation I gave off through his voice.

"Thank you." I simply replied. I made sure I had my bag of "survival necessities" and ran up the flight of stairs. I pushed the button to call for the elevator. Once the doors opened, I turned and called out over the edge: "Are you sure no one is down to come with me?"

All I received in return was silence. Silence in the form of frantic panic, screams and people talking over each other.

"Oh well, I tried to help." I turned and entered the elevator just as the silver doors shut. "I hope these people know what they're dealing with…" I mumbled to myself as I searched for the override button for the roof. It was hidden behind the panel where the emergency phone was located. I pushed it, and I could hear some mechanical noises and movement. The last thing I thought of was how this horrific apocalypse had befallen us…

Ok...so did you like it? I kinda like the way this one came out...and I got ideas for it already in my head. Lol. I'm thinking that the next chapter is guna be a flashback of when the zombies first appeared at Anthony's (Tony for short) school. By the way, Tony has friends, but they were able to escape, but he got stuck behind...all of this info will be in the next chapter. And the re characters will be making their appearances also soon. Oh and, this story is taking place in the RE world, but Im going to make references to the games for fun. So R&R please. I really appreciate it.