Surviving
Prologue
Joe was just a normal student at his high school. He was six foot tall, brown hair and eyes. He always wore jeans and a flannel button up shirt. Though he was only senior in high school at the age of seventeen, he chewed tobacco. He chewed anything he could find. Usually he has Grizzly wintergreen. He had many friends. Most of his friends were in an automotive class with him. Their names are Jordan, Nathan, bobby, Alan, Trey, Maddie, Brandon, Zack and Chase.
Ch 1 Rising
Joe was in his afternoon class, automotive, when they turned on the radio. It talked about Cannibalistic people walking around and aggressively biting people. It said to stay in and lock all your doors until the matter is contained. The automotive teacher, Scott, directed us to keep working. He was panicking locking the doors and shutting the big roll down door. We kept the radio on listening to every announcement that came on. Soon there were no announcements just a recording saying "sorry for our inconvenience we will be back shortly" it played every 3 minutes until it abruptly stopped. Then it came on and all we could here were the loud screams of the radio station workers and groans. Scott freaked out and ran for his car yelling "class dismissed". We could see outside the door people limping towards us with blood on the mouths and bite wounds. I quickly shut the door and locked it. I look at my classmates and I say "we need to gather anything we need I fear we have just seen the start of an apocalypse". I go into the tool room and grab the biggest tool of them all and hand it to Alan, Alan is a massive six foot 3 inches tall weighing somewhere between 250 to 300 pounds. He grabs the tool, a massive wrench and he says "you're sure they are zombies?" I look back at him and I say "have a look for yourself" I open the door slightly and moaning walkers come to the cracked door. Alan falls backwards and I quickly shut the door and lock it. I look down at him and I say "you believe me?" he looks up at me shaking and nods. I look at Brandon (Brandon is five foot ten inches, and bald with blue eyes) and tell him to find out where everyone else is in the school and tell them to come to the automotive room. He nods and then runs out the door quickly come back in and locks the door. He looks back at me and says "most of them are walking towards us" he looks down then ads "they are all dead". I glanced down at his feet which must have walked through blood. I pat him on the shoulder and I look at the rest of the class and ask "which one of these vehicles can drive". They point to a 4-wheel drive ford f-350 crew cab. I look at them and say "get in we have to leave town" they all get in and I tell bobby to open the big doors he nods and presses the button to open the doors and hops back in.
I drive to my house not slowing down for anything mowing over dozens of zombies. We reach my house a little after three o'clock then I bring them all in and I grab all the guns I have and hand out all of them to my friends and I say "we need to go out and gather food so ill drop all of you off at your cars in the school parking lot you all know where to come back to right?" they all nod and I take them to parking lot and I drop all of them off then I head straight to Wal-Mart. I pull up right outside the doors and drop the tailgate of the truck first thing I look for is guns in the back of the store I grab all the guns I could find then I look for crossbows and bows so I could take them down silently. Then I head towards the car aisle and grab all the oil in that aisle and take it to the truck.
I sit on the back of the truck for a while setting up the crossbow I found and testing it on one of the parked cars in the parking lot. I hit right where I aimed then sat down counting what I've got so far. 5 revolvers, 80 bullets perfect for them, 2 crossbows, one bow, one sniper rifle with 40 rounds, and a shotgun with 50 rounds, an assortment of oil, filters, and other car parts. I look down and mutter to myself "I still haven't taken the other half of Wal-Mart".
I walk through the aisle with two duffel bags and I have the crossbow on my back. I start going through the canned foods. Grabbing everything in the aisle it filled both bags. I walked back to the truck put the food in the back seat. I glance over to the shopping cart and shake my head and mutter "I'm an idiot" and I laugh. I run through the aisle pushing everything into the cart and taking all of it back to the truck.
After I gather all the food I glance down at my phone and then I call the number that had called me while I was "shopping". It's Jonathon(skinny tall brown hair glasses) "Jon where are you man, you need to get out of town, I'll come get you where are you?" he answers back "man I'm trapped in the school still there's a crowd of deaders out the door I need help bad" I shake my head and say "ok where are you in the school I'm on my way?" he's breathing heavily and finally I hear him answer "I'm in Scotts Automotive room I came looking for you and they followed." I say "stay by the big door in the back I'll be there in a minute" as I hang up in hitting 95 mph on the speedometer and I slide into the school parking lot towards the big doors and honk he comes running out covered in blood. I look at him as he gets in and I say "were you bit?" he looks down and says "no" breathing heavily. As they bust down the door and walk out towards the truck I stomp on the gas, roasting the tires as I leave the lot and head to my house.
He looks around and says "this place looks horrible what happened?" I look at him and say "those things happened" pointing at the five or six walking zombies in the middle of the road.
As we arrive back to my place I was glad to see most of us made it back. Except for Alan who died from what Bobby explained as an uncontrollable occurrence. The rest of the group didn't mourn they just thought it was for the best.
It was 23 hours since the start of the zombie apocalypse, everyone was just waking up. We decided to go through what we had found for supplies.
Supplies Quantity
BMG50 Ammo: 100
Regular rounds
Armor
Swords and knives too many
Sub 2000 rounds: 50
PPS 43 rounds: 75
Katana 1
AK 47 x 3 rounds 4000
AR-15 rounds: too many
Crossbow and bow Arrows: 40
Duct tape 12 rolls
Seeds amount: I aint fuckin countin
Ghillie suit 1
4 pounds of weed (found in church?)(wtf) (getting high with Jesus, Fuck yea)
Various amounts of clothing
Various CDS ( acdc mostly)
Bobby's Blow up dolls? And Flash drive
