The stench of death swirled around each corner. The silence loomed every path. The cold wove itself through my body. The Sun stabbed at my eyes. The loneliness forwarded my goal. I am alone, and freezing. I need shelter.

I walked into the back of an Alaskan meat house in search of canned foods. There wasn't any but I did find a knife. I held onto it. After all, I had lost my gun. The meat house was not a good shelter but the store room could be boarded up for safety and the alarm could be used to attract the corpses. That was my name for them because thats what they were, walking corpses.

I stepped out the front and strode toward the dock that went over the ocean. There was a rotting body at the end, it's brain matter spread on the wood. I grabbed his gun and aimed down its sights. it had a good Iron sight, but there were no rounds. I pocketed the weapon. I didn't find a round on him either.

It was absurdly hot today but the air was fresher, away from the body, than it was yesterday. Be it from the lack of factory work or the larger amount of plant growth or both I don't care. It is quite nice.

I kept on the sidewalk to get to a local neighborhood. There was probably food and supplies there. I was close by, saw it on a waste plant I checked before.

The first sight I saw was a Girl jumping a fence. A car was crashed in the garage. A guy followed her out. I went to meet them.

"Are you guys ok?" I heard a swarm of zombies in the house coming out. "This way!"

They followed me through the factory town I was in before. I passed by the outback and threw a rock at the glass. The alarm should attract the Corpses. I took them down an alley and up to the waste plant. It is a place we can hide in.

"Thanks for helping me." The girl said, it was obviously directed to the other guy.

"What happened?" I asked

"She can't drive." The guy said, frustrated. "Almost wasted my time but I got her out before she pulled the trigger."

I saw the revolver she had beside her. "Can you shoot?"

"She can shoot her-"

"That was directed to her." I interrupted.

"Not very well." She replied

"Do you have any bullets?" I asked

"Twelve"

"Good. come with me." I showered her to the roof where I practiced throwing rocks at a target someone sprayed before the apocalypse.

I taught her to shoot after I verified she had a silencer. She was a natural. However the guy couldn't hit a moose at point blank.

"You know what" The guy said after the store alarm stopped. "You keep the girl. I'm leaving" He stormed off with his gun and machete.

We left the roof about an hour after we saw the zombies disperse. "Whats your name?" I asked "I'm leo"

"I'm Morgan" She smiled. She seemed a bit pleased the guy had left. But all the same I had good company and thats what I needed after what I lost.

"Do you think the neighborhood is clear?" Morgan asked

"If the alarm was loud enough maybe. We should check now if we want to check though before more corpses beat us there." I replied

"Thats what you call them?"

"yeah, its what they are… walking corpses. what do you call them?" I explained

"I only woke up in this… mess about an two hours ago."

"Were you in a coma or something? Its been three months since this started." I asked

"Maybe… I don't have much for memory before I woke up but I think I was kidnapped. I woke up in the attic of some house afterall" She Answered.

"well at least you remembered your name." I replied

We did decide to go to the neighborhood. There were zombies traveling up the road to the factory town. Maybe the corpses continued to travel to a sound even after it stopped. But whilst I thought that they slowed down and stopped, but did not move from there.

"Well thats nice." Morgan said. "They stay just out of town."

"So why are we here?" I asked

"Thought that we should scavenge this place."

"Yeah… I guess that the zombies would keep people out. And you did survive in an apocalypse asleep in an attic."

"What's that mean?" Morgan tilted her head, confused.

"It means that you weren't found in an attic. Which means no one checked the house you were in. Which means that they probably didn't check houses beyond it." I answered.

We walked up to the house Morgan and the other guy had come out of. The car was scratched and dented but looked like it still might work. I walked a ways down the road and a checked a house for any entrances that could prevent me from making too much sound.

The house was locked all around, I had to break a window to get in. With the tip of my knife I jabbed hard at a window opposite of the towns one entrance. It cracked quietly. Now the scarier part, the other side of this window is hard wood, so I have it hope it makes as little noise as possible. I hit a point near the top right and a small piece fell in and made a soft sound. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, What are you doing?" Morgan said, making me jump and accidently hit the base of the window. It shattered and fell on the other side made a loud noise and stopped. I looked down the road and saw a couple corpses turn and walk this way but none followed them. I could take them out.

I hear a whimper come from inside the house, so I quietly stepped inside. The noise continued and I followed it to a closed room. Morgan followed me as I opened the door slowly and quietly. No one was there, but the sound came from a closet opposite of this room. I opened the closet quietly and saw a guy sitting with his arms wrapped around his knees and his face pressed on top, covering his eyes with his knees. He didn't notice me open the closet. I looked at morgan, who shrugged. The guy wasn't armed. So I poked him. He screamed and looked at me. He is an asian boy just hiding there. Looked to be around the same age as morgan, 18 or 19. He squinted.

"who are you? Am I dead?" He asked.

"No, you aren't dead. I'm Leo, She's Morgan."

"Wait, Morgan who?" He asked.

"Hi, Russell." Morgan said.

"Oh hey. Have either of you seen my glasses."

His knees were wet with, what I suppose is, tears. We looked around the house to try and find His glasses. Turns out he had them in his pocket.

"Have you seen Deven or the others around?" Russel asked Morgan.

"No, I woke up in an attic about thirty minutes ago."

"I hid in that closet for a few days, do you have any food." He was completely off topic.

"I don't have anything more than this expired granola bar." I pulled it out and he took it instantly and ate it fast.

There was a crunch of glass, and a moan. I pulled out my knife and went to where we entered. Three Corpses had walked in. I stabbed them all in the head. They are slow, so they aren't hard to kill. I noticed that it was getting dark.

"Hey guys lets find shelter quick so we aren't out at night." I said.

"Why? What happens at night?" Morgan asked.

"It gets dark, hard to see dead things in the dark."