Marcus Nathanson Ro

Age: 15

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 135 lbs.

Charlotte, North Carolina

Approximately 2 days after First Infection

My dad was coughing hysterically at dinner.

"Dad, you okay?", I asked, hoping he wouldn't notice me going up to wipe off the green beans off of my plate.

"Yeah.. I just don't feel good today. Now finish your green beans."

No such luck.

"BUT DAD! IT'S FUCKING GREEN BEANS!"

"Watch your language!"

"Stop it! Let's talk about something that involves a little less swearing.", My mom said.

"Like Mark's new girlfriend?", My little sister, Sasha, grinned.

"Shut up you little demon!"

"Oh? So you have a girlfriend?", My dad gave me one of those Father-Son looks.

This is why I hate my sister.

"DAD! Stay out of my business!"

"Marcus! At least tell us her name so we can invite her to your birthday in two days.", Mom said.

"Haley..", I muttered.

"Oooh! I bet you wanna kiss her!", Sasha grinned.

"SHUT UP!"

I was interrupted by another one of my dad's coughing fits.

"I'll be back in a second. I need to talk to your mother for a second.", He said.

I looked at Sasha and she looked back at me. We overheard them in the hallway.

"Maryann, I think there's a second outbreak."

"What?! No, we stopped the virus!"

"Mary, I've been seeing news reports all over the country!"

"Jake..."

"We need to call Maddie, Emmany, and Cam."

"Fine. But... What's gonna happen to Sasha and Marcus?"

"I.. I don't know. You need to get to Sacramento."

"But what about you?"

"We can only afford three plane tickets because of the economy these days."

"Okay but you better come back."

"I will, I promise. But we need to get them to the safe zone as soon as we can."

"Okay. Just call them and tell them-"

"What was that noise?"

I heard beating on the door and suddenly the door was knocked down as a strange man in ragged clothes who didn't look well came into the house. He looked up and I gasped. His face was very pale and his eyes were pure black. The skin was peeled off on his face to reveal the red flesh underneath it. There was only one thing I could do in this situation.

I vomited my dinner.

The creature let out a distorted scream and jumped at my sister. It tackled her and bit into her skin.

"NO! GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!", I yelled. I tried to punch the creature but it knocked me into the wall with supernatural force.

The breath was knocked out of me and I hit my head hard against the wall. I don't remember anything except for the pained screams of my sister, my dad, and my mom as I passed out.