Hi, this is my first story so i dont know how good it will be but ive read alot of other peoples storys and gotten alot of ideas from them. don't hate!this is based off the walking dead, but it will have some of my own characters.please enjoy! (dont know how far ill continue it.)note: i don't own the walking dead or any of the characters other than my own.
this is an insane world.chapter one
It's crazy how fast the world can go to shit.
Not long ago I would be in my bed probably waking up soon, and getting ready for work.
Yet here I was. scrounging in a dumpster in the hopes of finding something edible. I know what you are thinking, but I haven't had anything decent to eat in the last 48 hours and barely enough water to survive. Let me tell you, the pain of starvation and dehydration is unbearable. To the point where any food in this dumpster will be a feast.
It's been about 2 or 3 months since the outbreak, I think. And I try not to think about it too much. I remember all the problems I complained about before such as bills, and taxes and what not. I would give anything to have those problems now.
But sadly, top of the to do list on a daily basis is survive. I try and keep a routine.
Wake up, unpack camp, check the traps (so far I haven't had any luck with those), find something to eat, avoid the dead ones, and repeat. I was just walking along the road in Atlanta looting trash bins and shops. So far today I had killed about 12 walkers. And seen about Zero living beings.
I haven't seen any humans that are alive for probably over a month. Like I said before I don't keep count. I'm starting to think I may be the last person on Earth. Yep lucky me. As I was deep in these thoughts I barely noticed the walker I took out with one stab of my knife. It fell to the ground and as I stood up I heard the weirdest possible sound in the city of Atlanta, horse clops?
I slowly turned around sure that I must finally be dying from dehydration, and looked at a man in a sheriff uniform on top of a horse. How fitting I thought.
"Hello" the man said.
I just stared at him, I was definitely hallucinating. Why did he have three heads? The three headed man slid down from the horse and landed beside me. He waved his six hands in front of my face. I let out a small laugh and then the world went black.