Sarah sits down in her one-story home in her old fashioned living room. She liked it there. Warm, cozy and quiet. The kids were at school and her husband, Martin, was teaching a class at the local Middle School. Oh, Martin. Sarah was hiding something and she knew that it would affect Martin tremendously, but not only him but also their whole family. She didn't want to tell him, but today she needed too. He was going to be so mad at her, their marriage in ruins... She sat patiently on their living room couch. She peeks at the clock on the wall, 2:31. They should be here any minute. Today, Sarah was ready. Ready to let all hell break loose.
Kelly sat outside the local high school in her 2006 Ford Focus. She looked out the window patiently waiting for her friend, Hadley. They didn't get to see each other often, since she was in her third semester in college and Hadley was just a Junior. But at least everyday they could spend a twenty minute ride from here to Hadley's house. Even though Kelly barely saw Hadley, she still considered her, her best friend.
Kelly looked up as soon as she heard the loud ringing of the school's bell. Class has been dismissed. Not soon after Hadley walked out of the school doors, hand-in-hand with a boy she knew by the name of Oli. Oli looked older than her, a senior? Hadley quickly saw Kelly's car and ran up to it. Kelly fully expecting her to jump in had a blunt reaction to Hadley throwing her bag in the car, saying
"Ill meet you at the house,"
and running back to her "boyfriend" Oli
Landra stares down the road towards her own house while driving her car. Something was wrong. A giant roar of fire sirens fills the air, and out of nowhere two firetrucks speed past her slow moving car. An intense amount of smoke fills the air and blurs her vision, she tries her best to focus on the road but how could you? With all this smoke it must have been a forest fire. There was a forest behind her house so she thought that could quite possibly be it. But a single thought continuously passed her mind
'What if the fire was in my house? With my family inside?'
The smoke gets thicker and thicker as she closes in on what area she thinks her house is. As she finally sees the mailbox that says 473 Carrabay Way, she looks at the house that it came from. Or atleast the rubble that's left of it. Her house is gone. Ash. Her family is nowhere to be seen. And as she continuously stares in horror at the sight she is seeing, a god awful figure smashes their fist on her window. Good thing it didn't break, but it punched the glass again and again. Never losing speed nor power but the glass continued to hold up.
This perfect view allowed Landra to see what was hitting her car. Her mom. But it wasn't her mom, more like a zombified version of the woman. Her body was very burnt and the skin was peeling off her body in most places. The only thing Landra used to recognize it was her, was her crystal blue eyes. The only human thing her mom had left.
Landra punched the gas and sped off as fast as she could, hitting a few zombies on the way.