The Last Hour
Dead, wasn't even a real word anymore, it didn't even exist. Now that dead has risen, we don't use that word. I, Olive Dole, have been living hell on earth ever since the day of the science incident.
One year ago…..
''Come on, Olive. You have two minutes to get down here''. Artist, and boyfriend of sixteen year old Olive Dole, yelled at her.
''Gosh, Fletcher. Hold you're horses''. She called to him, from upstairs. Olive was changing into comfortable clothing to watch the auction of Fletcher's new painting at the Museum down stairs.
''Olive-''
''I'm coming''. She said, running down stairs, jumping over the couch, landing next him. Olive pushed a train of her blonde hair out of face.
''So, did you make the popcorn''? She asked.
''Crap''. Fletcher muttered, running over to the kitchen. A few minutes later, he came back with the buttery, fluffy, popcorn in a bowl.
''You're just in time''. Olive said, grabbing a full of popcorn & stuffing it into her mouth.
The program was about to begin, then;
WE INTRUPTED THIS PROGRAM, WITH THIS BREAKING NEWS: AN: (Sorry, about the caps)
A man that looked terrified then calm like usual news people; appeared on the screen.
There was an incident at the science lab, in Canada. They were testing on radioactive rats and ants. The chemicals were then tested on a human subject. The human began to attack him partners and escaped from the laboratory.
Then a woman, sandy brown hair was seen being attacked by a group of unknown creatures. Her screaming would haunt them forever. There a camera man that said cut. Then static and the screen went dark.
The two young adults stared at the screen, silently praying it was a dream. But it wasn't. Without turning his face from the screen Fletcher said, ''Olive go get you're stuff''.
''Fletcher-''
''Olive, don't argue, just go''. He said. Scared out of her mind, Olive obeyed. She walked upstairs, still in a trace from what she just witnessed. She stuffed her book bag, tooth brush, tooth brushes, soap, and some clothes Things that were useful. Her lucky flashlight, and her favorite, teddy bear, Mr. Stuffy Kins.
Downstairs, Fletcher franticly stuffed things in a bag in the closet. He tried multiple times to call Chynna, but it always went to voice mail. He got the can opener and a bunch of canned soups & added it to the list things to go in the bag. He grabbed the first aid, just in case.
By the time he was finished, Olive walked into the living room.
''I got some things''. She announced to him.
''Go get the car started; we're leaving this place in five minutes''. Fletcher told her.
AN: I hope you enjoyed this story; it was an idea that came to my mind a couple days ago.
Review, if you want me to continue. :)