AN: Just figured I'd say this: some chapters are going to be flashbacks so the initial outbreak and panic can be told. This is the first.
"Bella, sweetie, you need to wake up." I heard my mom say. I heard the news on in the background, and Phil muttering to himself.
"What's going on?" I asked, only partially awake.
"We're leaving. It's just not safe anymore. There have been six outbreaks already in Phoenix. We're going to go somewhere safe." my mom was almost ranting.
"And where is safe?" I asked. "Outbreaks are happening everywhere."
"We're going north." Phil said. "Those things don't do so well in the cold. And it's cold in the north."
He did have a point. It was late November now. There would be snow and ice further north. And reports had been saying that the infected froze. Just froze. Because they didn't have blood flowing to keep them warm.
We packed that day. Clothes, lots of them. And blankets. I managed to slip a few books in some of the bundles. And food, but all canned. And water. Phil had started stocking up on gas early on-back before the outbreaks in the US started. He also had a gun, with ammo. I hoped he didn't have to use it. My mom and I had hatchets. I really hoped I didn't have to use that. Apparently the only way to kill these things was by destroying the brain. All reports stressed that.
We left the next. A lot of people were. We just joined the crowd.
My next update will be as soon as I can get a chapter written. I swear!