THE END OF ALL DAYS
Jim was an ordinary boy, living an ordinary life. On one ordinary day, Jim's ordinary life was about to change.
When He woke that morning, he never imagined he'd have to deal with both magical keys and hungry zombies. As He was going about his ordinary morning routine, he heard a noise in the attic, he figured it was his dad, re-arranging things for the 74th time. But then he heard chains rattling. Why would dad have chains? Jim thought. Then he heard banging at the attic door. When he went to see what was happening, the door flew off it's hinges and slammed into him. when Jim pushed the door off of him, He saw something that would haunt him forever.
It was a zombie. A REAL zombie. Not a costumed freak, it was a zombie. It's skin was a pale green with exposed muscles and organs. It's intestines were being dragged along the floor behind it. What was around the monster's neck however, terrified him the most.
It was his father's pendant. He never took it off. So that meant that the zombie was his father. It made sense now why the creature wore his father's clothes, even ripped. It WAS him. Jim scrambled off the floor running for the front door. When Jim got outside the sky was dark. When he looked at the Sun, it was red, like blood. when he walked to the street to get a better view, his blood ran cold. Cars were overturned, people lying dead in the streets, buildings on fire, guns rattling off somewhere far off. The World had gone to hell. Jim knew he had to find a safe place so he ran to his neighbor's house. He had a key to it. It was his best friend's key, and he was glad that he was out of town. But then Jim thought, What if it's not just here? What if it's EVERYWHERE? Oh god... His thought trailed off, leaving him standing in the street while hell fell all around him. He snapped out of his trance, shaking his head. He remembered what it was he was doing, and sprinted for his neighbor's house. Once he was finally inside, he ran to the phone and started dialing, 9... 1... Then he remembered every single zombie movie he had ever watched. Wouldn't the phone lines be jammed? Everyone else would be calling 911 as well... Jim knew it would be useless, so he put the phone down. That's when he heard the front door click. Someone, or someTHING was inside...
Jim slowly crept up to his best friend's room. Kyle was his name. Jim was glad Kyle wasn't here so he had the small chance to escape the chaos outside. Jim slid under the bed with ease, and tried to make as Little noise as possible. After what seemed like hours, Jim heard the floor creak from footsteps in the hall. Jim couldn't take the suspense, so he peeked out from under the bed. He saw Kyle's cat, Meowth. Jim never understood why Kyle named it after a poke'mon. It didn't even look like Meowth. But then something around the cat's neck gleamed. When Jim crawled out from under the bed, he noticed the cat was slower than usual. Then... He remembered.
The cat died 2 years ago. It seemed to go by so fast. Jim was lost on his train of thought, and the cat kept creeping closer. Jim snapped out of it and glanced at the cat. The thing around its neck was a key. It shined in the light of the room. Kyle didn't bury it with anything, did he? If so, why is it so shiny? Jim thought, curious.
A/N: So what do think? leave a review with criticism or just general thinking. Thanks! Oh, if you are a fan of Sci-Fi, or Doctor Who, or BOTH for that matter, check out my other stories! OC's Should look like this:
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