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So now the TV-stations too have stopped broadcasting. There's nothing more to be seen on the screen, not even news reporters on the newly founded Resistance channel. It was the only channel still broadcasting, giving updates on the infection rate. Their crew probably got infected as well
No more media is available now. Magazines and newspapers haven't been available for over a month – either because there simply weren't any journalists left or due to a lack of transportation. Sometimes you still can hear something on a radio, mostly music. Occasionally you'll find a voice speaking about how humanity will be saved by God.
Bullshit.
There is no God and pretty soon, humanity will disappear as well. It's that simple. Too many people died and most survivors turned into those… things. Those who haven't already will, hardly anyone is immune.
Well, I am. I got bit one day when I was rushing back home, but that was more than two weeks ago. I am doomed to survive in this forsaken world.
"I've got to go."
I don't have a choice. "I've go to go and you know it" I said to myself. I looked around me. My flat was messy, junk was lying around everywhere. "I'll grab as many clothes and food as I can and just go. No use staying here." Sounds like a plan. "Might as well take a knife" I added to that. Too bad I never bought vinegar.
These days, going down the apartment stairs was an adventure on its own. Most of my neighbours died, but I think some of them turned into monsters. Some doors were closed, others were wide open. Some rooms had closed curtains…
The sun smiled down on me, laughing like the sarcastic bitch she is. The streets were empty, apart from some cars and waste. My car was standing there, untouched, ready to roll. I saw an old lady passing by, a rare sight these days.
"Runnin' off, lad?" she said to me.
"No use staying here ma'am" I replied. "Wanna join me?"
"I'd rather not. My husband's sick, I gotta take care of him."
"Oh, okay… Well, best of luck."
"Thanks, you too."
She's digging her own grave. Tomorrow she'll be dead.
I drove to the end of the road, out of town, to the country side. Reports said those areas were relatively safe, because there aren't any hiding places. I was wondering where to go next.
"A larger city. Chances are you'll find more survivors there, though there also will be more Dark Seekers."
I have been talking to myself for the last six months.