Zach sat at his computer, in the second flat of the Elsinore Flat Block, which was part of a large block of flats constituting of ten blocks of flats, each with four small two-storied flats with tenants from all races and genders.
"Shit" Zach said calmly "The U.S has been completely wiped out?"
He started typing on the keyboard, trying to find more information on this – plague – disease or whatever it is.
"Umbrella?" he said
He heard the shower turn off. He looked towards his door, which he had left open then back to his monitor.
"Umbrella Corporation, the largest commercial entity in the United States, nine out of every ten homes contains its products. Known to the public, Umbrella specialises in Computer Technology, Medical Products and Healthcare. But unknown to its own employees most of their profits come from Military Technology, Genetic Experimentation and Viral Weaponry."
He read from the monitor. The bathroom door opened and Victoria came out dressed in his Cargo Pants and a Black Metallica t-shirt.
"Where should I put this towel?" she asked
"Don't know, normally downstairs in the basket" he replied
"I'll wait till the morning"
"It is morning", he pointed outside, the magnificent yellow sun was rising over the dark plains of the Upper Hutt ranges.
"Dawn"
"Yes, come read this, some person posted it in an emergency forum in America – apparently – This Corporation made a viral weapon called the T-virus. Which happened to be leaked out into the atmosphere and managed to spread. People managed to survive, Umbrella got raided, many of the T-virus formulas were sold to Terrorists, Gangs, Mafia, so they could ship over sees in attempt to turn the world into Mindless, Undead –"
"Zombies" she said
"Yes" he replied
"Shit"
"Yes" he repeated
"I've managed to find some Rescue Stations in the Upper Hutt region, six of them in total. Two already have been knocked out"
"We've got to get help – but how do we get there – there must be millions of Undead – Zombies – around here"
"We need guns to get passed them all"
"I know where some guns are, but are you risking your life to get them?" she asked
"How many?"
She seemed to know exactly what he was talking about.
"Ten"
"I took down three by my own hands" he said pointing left towards the other room.
"No" she lowered her head "Eleven – my dad"
"I'm sorry"
"Don't be, he sacrificed himself to get me to safety – that's got to count for something"
"Maybe –"
"Alright – lets go, got anything that we could use?" she asked
"Yeah, knives" he said
"Better than nothing" she added
"First, I want you to wear this" he handed her a jacket "Do it up – I don't want those Zombies blood all over my best Metallica shirt" he smiled at her.
"Let's do it!" she said as smiled back.
They headed downstairs, and into the kitchen, grabbed to chopping knives, which were the size of short swords. Zach looked out the window.
"Coasts clear"
He unlocked the door and they vacated the house. He locked it after him, just in case.
T-virus and Umbrella corp. and S.T.A.R.S are copyrighted to S.D. Perry and Sony Pictures.
