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Edited by Glittercat33

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Trevor's POV

I had my hand on the knob, ready to leave. But then I stopped to think for a minute, remembering that zombies are far more aggressive at night. I grabbed my portable radio and took a seat on the couch, quickly flipping through the channels. All I could hear was static. I kept searching until I heard very, very faint, crackly voices on the radio. My body exploded with happiness.

"YES!" I exclaimed. But my celebration was cut short, when I realized that this might not be so helpful. I needed help, but I didn't know if they were friendly, or where to find them. I don't know who I can trust. I sighed, falling back into the couch cushions.

I slowly crept to the window, peeking my head out. I fell backwards, gasping loudly. There was a zombie right outside.

"Errrrr," It moaned. It looked straight at me, it's dead, sunken eyes staring back at me hungrily.

"Great," I mumbled. This is not good. More zombies came, circling the window. I went to get my bat, and packed my radio, some water bottles, and some food in a backpack. My watch read 11AM. I ran out the door, bat in hand. This is the moment of truth. I swerved through the zombies, leaving the door to my house open. I frowned, remembering that my car keys were still inside. Well, no going back now. I kept running and dodging the zombies.

The good thing is that these zombies were people, and many of them still have purses and bags. So once I kill them, I can loot their bodies for resources. I spotted my first victim, a woman.

"Hey!" I called, getting her attention. She slowly turned to face me, stumbling like a drunk in my general direction. I sprinted toward her, going in for the melee kill. I whipped her in the head, and she died instantly. It was strange, but I accepted the easy kill. I looted through her purse, attaining a few bandages. It was a start.

Sometimes it takes a couple blows to 'kill' it. I should probably find a gun. I ran to the local weaponry, checking the door. It was locked.

"Ugh," I groaned. I don't know where else to find a gun.

I kept moving, walking for what seemed like ages. Until I finally saw a good sign. The military must've been through this area already, because there was a car and a couple guns in there. I ran to it, jumping in and starting it. The keys were in the cupholder, easy for any survivors to find. The car had enough gas to get me far enough to hopefully find more survivors. Survivors. That's all I need now. I shifted into drive, and started making my way to another town.

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