Chapter 4: Travels
I wake up on the arm chair in my living room. The first thing that came to my mind was the smell in the house. I remembered the big fight that had occurred last night. I dragged myself to the kitchen and saw all the zombies lying on the ground, with house flies swarming over them. It didn't take a genius to figure out that the smell was coming from the dead zombies. Just then my stomach growled. I realized I haven't eaten in days. I looked through the food in the kitchen. Almost everything was rotten. From the greens to meat and all the junk food. Hmph. I was about to give up searching when I remembered mom had an emergency bag with food and clothes and supplies. But that was for emergencies only. I guess this was kind of an emergency... I went into the garage and found the bag. It was filled with preserved meat and dried fruits. Lovely. It would survive for at least 2 weeks, if I was careful.
I went headed on out to the streets for some form of ammunition to fill my desert eagle. Before I left the house though, I grabbed the pack of food and supplies and also grabbed the knife that I had killed the zombies with. That knife literally saved my life. I went to the nearest gun shop there is. Ammu-Nation. I saw that the whole town and been covered in dust and rubbish, and the buildings were all rusty. No surprise there. I peeked inside the shop. I coughed. Man! It smelled worst then the spray of 10 skunks! I went inside. I jumped at the sound of the creaking wood beneath me. I looked behind the counter. Guns on guns on guns. Perfect. I smiled. I picked out a machine gun. It looked like an AK-12. I took the rounds of ammo and stuffed it into my bag. I also remembered the desert eagle. I poked around for some .50 desert eagle ammo. I ended up finding some under a carbine. Just then, I heard the door open. I froze dead in my tracks. Was it possibly another person? I peered through the crack in the counter. It was a zombie.
I fumbled the floor for a gun, keeping my eyes on the zombie. I ended up grabbing a sniper rifle. I had no idea on how to use this thing, but it turns out it was much like a carbine. I tried to shoot the zombie in the head, but I missed and the bullet ended up hitting the leg. I definitely gained the zombie's attention. It started half dragging and half running towards me. I got scared. I pulled out my knife and circled the shop counter, just like I did back at home. I came up behind the zombie and stabbed it right in the back of the neck. It winced in pain and it collapsed onto the ground. I quickly gathered all the ammunition i collected and ran out of there. I decided to not go back to the house, for there was nothing left of use anymore. I headed north towards the woods. 'Good thing I have a compass on my watch', I thought.
I headed up the hills and into the greenery. The woods were actually really pretty when you don't think about the apocalypse.
Well, it's gotta end here. I'm writing this late at night and I'm getting tired. New chapter tomorrow guys! Peace.
