By midday everyone was wide-awake wishing that everything that happened in the early hours of the day was just a bad dream… but no. It was definitely going to get some getting used to waking up to this diseased ridden world. It meant no more lunch dates in Los Feliz, no more pampered days out, no more Starbucks or online shopping!

After feeding the children and tending to their needs, Naya, Ryan, Heather and Taylor stepped outside to start their survival training.

"I think we should make sure the children are safe first. Taylor do you have any tools around here?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah of course!" Taylor left to retrieve his tools.

"I think we should build a sort of cushion of protection." Ryan pointed at the large set of wooden logs piled next to his car. "There. We can cut and carve those logs into long spears and attach them all together in a large fence-like circle around the lodge"

Taylor returned with his toolbox, which contained many wrenches, saws, hammers and numerous other nuts and bolts.

Perfect.

And so the crew got to work. They began to devise an intricate and complicated trap around the hut to shield themselves from any walkers (zombies).

An hour of intense manual labour under the LA sun had passed, tiring them all out. But so far so good, the trap was really coming along and they all felt a sense of accomplishment. The children's safety was their number one priority and nothing was going to get in the way of that.

A grumbling sound came from behind Heather's car and they all immediately stopped to listen.

"This is our chance to try out one of the shivs we constructed earlier."

(A shiv is a sharp or pointed device that can be used as a knife-like weapon.)

They all slowly crouched and approached the front of the car, tightly wielding one of the many shivs they made earlier.

There were four walkers hanging out behind the car, they were all spaced out, which made it easier to kill. The aim was to quickly stab the brain and gently lay the creature to the ground without making any noise to attract attention.

"One each" whispered Taylor.

Naya gasped, "Oh hell no"

"Watch me, I'll show you" Ryan replied in an attempt to comfort Naya.

"I'll go first." Ryan whispered nervously.

And so he shuffled alongside the car while the others examined. His right hand turned crimson from how tight he was grasping the weapon.

"Slowly… steady" Ryan thought to himself. The world fell silent. He could feel his palms and forehead sweating. His heart rate elevated to the point where he could hear his own pulse. Even swallowing his saliva sounded so loud to him, he felt as if it would give away his position. The walker was just feet away from him.

Ryan looked back to see his distressed wife, holding back her tears, and the anxious couple next to her, hand in hand.

Ryan looked back at the grumbling beast. "Okay". He whispered as he took a couple of deep breaths. "

"One….", "two…" And on the count of three, he vigorously stood up and forced the shiv into its brain, instantly killing the zombie and falling into Ryan's arms where he gently laid the body to the ground without making a sound.

He looked back at Naya where her arm was swiftly motioning the infamous naya dance.

"Just like that" Ryan boasted as he crawled back. "Up next… Nay Nay Rivers" he said as he pointed to his wife.

"I can't" she whimpered.

"Yes you can." responded Heather. "This can be your first real fight!".

Naya felt more comfortable and ready to approach the next zombie. And so she did, copying Ryan's every move. Her hands tightly wrapped around the shiv… "Easy… Easy..." she mumbled under her breath. She finally got close enough to attack. She rapidly stood up to stab the creature in the face, but before she could, it turned around and grabbed her by the wrists, groaning and moving its jaw up and down in a biting motion towards her neck. She let out a loud scream, which alerted the other two walkers. Heather jumped up and sprinted to her saviour, stabbing the creature in between the eyes, before it could take a bite out of her.

The creature splurged with blood and collapsed to the ground. Naya rapidly turned around and threw herself into Heather's arms. "You saved me" she gasped as she clung onto her best friend in fright.

Heather looked over Naya's shoulder to see Taylor and Ryan battling with the other two walkers. She could feel Naya's heart beat so hard and fast that she didn't know if it was her own heart she was feeling.

"It's okay Nay, I've got you" she sighed. "You're safe"