Hello Yawl, Just decided to make a zombie story okkkkk!
I WILL NOT BE CONTINUING TO OC STORY SORRY IF THAT IS A INCONVENIENCE.
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Prologue
It was funny to think how quickly the world went to shit…
…The year was 2011, and the world was already in chaos, oil prices were up, the UN had disbanded within a couple of days, and the middle East had risen to take the head of power in the world.
It was unknown what started it, but there were many rumors ranging from terrorist plot, but that wouldn't make any sense because it sent the whole world to shit. Others include tainted meat, alien plot, and a really weird one involving a vegetarian, a celery farm, and some nuclear waste, but that was all crap.
I try not to focus on what caused it, I'm only into surviving in the aftermath of it all…
Chapter 1
-Unknown P.O.V.
I leaped over a car landing painfully on my left leg. Stupid shufflers, if it wasn't for them I could be on some beach somewhere sipping margaritas.
The wind picked up and sounds from behind me became more apparent, the low moans of the shufflers. The sand was carried in the wind and deposited in my eyes. i put on my ski goggles i had found weeks ago.
i had hurt my leg two days and I was pretty sure it was only sprained. if it was broken I would be feeling the pain right now.
The moans behind me became fainter and fainter until they could not be heard anymore. I didn't want to risk it so I continued running hoping to build enough distance between me and them before resting and setting of again.
The sky here used to be so blue, but now it was a sick gray, i didn't know why but everything looked bleak now, and there was always something in your eyes.
A throbbing pain in my leg brought me back into reality. I had to focus, there could be some under parked cars, behind street signs and even in the buildings.
I checked everywhere but I still felt like something was off, but i couldn't put my finger on it.
I had to rest soon, my leg was killing me and I was out of breath from my constant running.
i surveyed the street looking for a good place to stop. THe ideal place will be a multistory building with a ton of entrances, therefor lots of escape routes.
A office building in front of me looked promising, and the front doors were pushed inwards, a good sign. Shufflers get bored quickly, and most would probably be out, most.
The double doors to a regional command of some company hung off their hinges, a sad reminder of our old lives. I pushed through and the doors made a soft creak as i did almost giving me a heart attack.
The receptionist's desk was broken and there was some blood, this place obviously went in the first few days of the plague. Both elevator doors were open and the elevators were at the bottom, a sickly rotting smell coming from bellow.
"Ewwww…", I thought, thinking what may be down there.
The air was clear so I took of my goggles. I shift the pack on my back and pulled out a small pistol I had found on a dead cop when all this shit started.
My pack was light with only the essentials, food, water, medical supplies, and a large cutting knife from when I was searching a restaurant for food.
I kept the knife on my belt and the edge was always red, a reminder of past battles.
i crept up the stairs to the top floor, hearing nothing I was surprised and decided to check it out. The first three offices had doors ripped off their hinges and the insides weren't any prettier.
I cleared the next three floors fine but on the fifth floor I had trouble. It had started out fine but when I was clearing out the Janitor's office I saw one.
He was once a dog but now he was something else. He had his back to me but i could picture it as gruesome. His clothes were torn and one of his arms hung at it's side. The other one was in use trying to catch a goldfish in a large tank. There was only one fish left and it was huge so I could guess where the other ones were.
I hod to not make any noise or else he would turn and see me. I knew a gun would be counter productive as the sound would only draw more here.
I pulled out my knife. When i first saw it I was surprised, one could gut a rhino with this thing.
I crept up behind the shuffler and prepared to strike. I was two feet away from it when it whirled around, exposing it's face.
One eye socket was empty and there were blisters and sores running down it's face, his teeth were a golden yellow and most were missing. His jaw hung sideways exposing ripped tendons and muscles in his mouth.
The shuffler leapt towards me growling and hissing preparing to bite me.
I instantly knew what to doI ducked under his first blow and then stabbed him in the side of the neck so it sliced through it's mark, the spinal chord.
I now what you must be thinking, you gotta kill the brain, and then it will be dead. Well lets think about that a bit, shufflers aren't dead they just goth something like rabies, your frontal lobe practically melts and you have no higher brain function, and everyones gotta eat.
It crumpled to the ground and I knew it was dead.
I was panting and I din't know how fast my heart was beating. I slide down the wall looking at my last kill.
After a few minutes i got back up and continued clearing out the building. I didn't see any more.
I settled down on the tenth floor in a office with a clear view of the door, I didn't like sleeping because it left you so defenseless.
i decided to settle down and wait for day to come as it was already late. I didn't expect to sleep but within minutes i was out.
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