So it's been a long time since I've done any writing. Please let me know what you think. Depenidng on how much interest there is I may have this continue into a full story...that I will try very hard to finish. If you see any errors please let me know so I can fix them.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse…
That's all Stiles could think about. Sure you hear stories that it was going to happen from crazy people on the streets and paranoid psychos that live alone but no one ever actually believed that it would happen.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston…..
The first report on the news was over a week ago. There was a bad flu going around overseas and people were becoming weary of flying.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston without the pack.
Then reports of increased aggression in people were popping up all over the place. A mutated form of rabies they said. People started to panic and countries were debating if they needed to close their borders.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston without the pack with no way to communicate.
Total panic once it reached the borders, communications lines went down first the military trying to keep everyone calm. The hospitals quickly became over run.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston without the pack with no way to communicate with only a steel baseball bat.
Forget about the zombies for a minute, concentrate on the people, violence everywhere in the supermarkets, gun stores, and sporting stores. Robberies and muggings. The military they've failed. Filled with fear and panic any one they come across has a quick death.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston without the pack with no way to communicate with only a steel baseball bat. Forget about food and weapons and supplies just get out.
It wasn't long before the jets fly over. The city is erupting into flames. No longer a refuge. It's becomes a death trap, for any who trespass but a lucky few.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston without the pack with no way to communicate with only a steel baseball bat. Forget about food and weapons and supplies just get out. Standing alone watching the destruction.
It was almost calm and peaceful.
It was the freaking Zombie Apocalypse and Stiles was in Boston without the pack with no way to communicate with only a steel baseball bat. Forget about food and weapons and supplies just get out. Standing alone watching the destruction, it was time to move on and survive. No food no water no supplies just a steel metal baseball bat and the clothes on his back… Alone… A survivor in this new world that no longer belonged to us but the undead, the zombies, the walkers.
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