Chapter 1
Chris stepped inside of the old mobile home again like he had many other times, but this time it was different. He knew it was his last time in there. Chris turned on the TV, whilst gathering water bottles, and other rations. Krissy, Chris' girlfriend, walked in and told him she had forgot to give him something, then pulled out a knife, gave it to him, and ran back outside.
He looked at it and remembered it was her favorite knife and even had her name inscribed on the handle. He grabbed a backpack laying on the floor, picked it up and put it in a secret side compartment just for knives and barely noticeable. He walked past the flat screen TV, and opened his gun cabinet.
I wonder if I'm going insane, Chris thought to himself. What happens if this is a prank and we are taking everything way too serious? No it isn't, I don't think anyone would go this far with a prank.
Chris then took out his pistol and magnum, grabbed clips for each of them, loaded both guns and turned one last time towards the TV. The news was on, the main headline was "Swine Flu Pandemic", the camera was on the ground, and the newscaster was lying near it, someone eating his intestines. Blood was spilling from the man's wound, covering the ground and drenching the man who was eating the intestines.
"These are zombies", Chris muttered to himself. "I know it".
-1 hour ago-
He had turned on the news around an hour ago, and the newscaster was screaming at the camera man and to the viewers that judgment day was upon them, that they were all going to die. Chris had called his friends, (Joe, Jill, Jade, Krissy, and Alek), and told them to turn on the news. No sooner had they done that, the newscaster told the camera man to follow him outside.
Outside everything was in chaos. Buildings were on fire, people running amuck, people chasing people. It was pure chaos.
Chris called back a few minutes later and asked them to pick him up. They all agreed to because Chris only lived a few minutes away. All of them had gathered rations and weapons before they went to get Chris.
They all put what they had packed in the back of the caravan and hurried to get to Chris' mobile home.
On the way there no one had seen anything but they could hear distant screams and loud moans. Cars were nowhere in site, and Jill had guessed aloud that they fled the town.
"Most likely", Krissy, who was in the passenger seat said.
"Listen guys", Joe said. "We need to figure out what is happening and we need to find out quick".
"That's easy", Nick, the driver, responded. "We need to escape the town as soon as possible before something happens to us".
"We need to get Chris first though", Krissy said.
-Currently-
A few minutes later, they were packed in front of Chris' mobile home and Chris was already outside. Krissy hopped out of the caravan and ran over to Chris, embracing him as soon as they touched.
"We have to go", Krissy said.
"I will only be a few minutes", he said.
She took her arms off him and headed back to the car. As she was heading back to the car, she dug into her pocket and took out her knife.
I should give this to him, she thought. That way he knows I will always be there for him, that way he knows he will never be alone.
She turned around and ran back in the mobile home knife in hand.