Hell on earth had finally came to purge to world of anything that walked. In the beginning, it was utter chaos. It blindsided the population of earth and no one knew what was happening and no one knew what to do. People tried to run away from the hordes of "them" but there was more of them then us. When a person got bit by one of them, the person became one of them. It happened in a matter of minutes and no one knew how this started but while the people in charge debated about what to do, the numbers of "them" grew. In a matter of hours the whole world seemed like it was going to end.

The people who survived are the ones who fought back. Some fought to find a cure and others fought for their protection and to protect their loved ones. The underline reason was one simple concept: survival, The days of blissfully going to your 9 to 5 job and talking about weather was over. It was killed or be killed and that was the only law humanity had to follow.

It was so simple in the beginning. It was just finding their loved ones and finding a place to keep them safe. How did it get so messed up? Why did it get so complicated? How did it get it so complicated? A 17 year old boy pondered this as he laid in a dumpster. He wondered why he was alive? How he was alive? Was it luck or divine intervention? No matter, he had more pressing matters to deal with. The main concern was the bullet hole in his shoulder that was causing to bleed. He looked up at the window that he fell through after he was shot. He had to get up and move because he could hear "them "approaching.

He pulled himself from the dumster and fell on the ground.

"AH! Fuck!" The boy yelled as grabbed his shoulder. He looked up and saw a group of "them" coming towards him.

"No weapon and I have can't fight in this condition. Run!"

The boy managed to run further down the side street in hopes of out running the horde. He came out the other side and looked left. He saw a massive horde that surrounded the building that he fell out of.

"I just hope they eat that motherfucker." The boy said to himself as he ran away from the horde. He ran down the street a way and he notice a bordered-up department store. He walked towards the store and managed to find a way in from the back. As the boy entered the store, he felt more alert even when he was outside. Ever since the beginning of this nightmare silence felt foreign to him. The pain shot through his shoulder and he needed to fix it before he would bleed out. He walked through the store to find some supplies. As he walked, he noticed the state of the store. It looked like it could be opened tomorrow and no one would notice the difference. The boy entered the isle and walked down and saw some medical supplies and a first aid kit.

"Its not a hospital but its something." The boy said. He grabbed the some rubbing alcohol and some bandages. He took off his shirt that was ruin with blood and dirt. He sat down on the floor when he realized a big problem. The bullet didn't go all the way through so he had to fish it out. He opened the kit and found some tweezers. He held the tweezers to the wound and after a few moments he began to try and find the bullet in his shoulder. The boy yelled and twitched as he try and find the bullet. After a minute of pure pain, he was able to find the object and with all the strength he had he pulled on it from his shoulder.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! FUCKING HELL!" The boy yelled. Blood leaked from his shoulder like a waterfall and he put more rubbing alcohol on and wrapped a bandage around the wound. The boy could barely keep his eyes opened due to amount the pain he went through. The last thought that went through the boy's mind was.

"Takashi, This is some situation you got yourself into. Looks like you are on your own now." He said as he passed out.

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A couple of hours later Takashi woke up with pain shooting through his shoulder. He looked down at his shoulder and notice that the blood had stopped. He got up from the cold floor and began to look for something to kill the pain. He found some over the counter pain killers and took a couple. Takashi look through a window and found it to be night time.

"Well, I guess I can stay here until the morning." Takashi said as his stomach rumbled. He walked back and began to find some snacks he could eat. He walked down the isle and found some protein bars and some chips. He picked them up and began to explore the store to find some other supplies. He entered an isle that was filled with camping gear. He picked up a backpack, a sleeping bag, a lighter, lantern and a knife.

"Well at least it's a start" Takashi said as he walked towards the offices. He entered the office and laid his sleeping bag down and lit up the lantern. He sat down on the bag and opened up the bag of chips. As he ate the chips he began to look back on how he got here.

"You put your trust in someone and what does he do? He shoots you out of greed and jealously. I swear if I see him again or any of them and I going to lose not all of them. I just hope Saeko doesn't buy his bull. Knowing her, I bet she is already suspicious of his bullshit story, unlike Rei. He has her wrapped around his finger. Saya is probably on the fence about his story as well as Kouta. Alice and Shizuka crying about my death right now. Oh well, Lets just hope I see them in my travels."

Takashi began to yawn and laid down on the sleeping bag. The pain killers began to take affect and he began to feel very tired. He closed his eyes and feel asleep. He hoped that he could survive to see them again.