I.
The Silence of The City
Johnny's Car Repair Shop
Bear County, New Mexico
Monday, June 29, 2001
2400 hrs.
Another day in hell, still hiding in the small haven, he'd had found two days ago. The clock just rang midnight, and still no sign of help from a living person. He could hear the banging on the doors, as the dead tried to get inside. He was getting sick of hiding; he wanted to leave Bear County. The only reason, he was there was because he was looking for an old friend. Now, he just wants to know how to get out of the damn city. A clank could be heard from the back of the shop, the old man must have found something or Johnny was eating him alive. Whichever the case, he was getting out tonight. Out of shop, out of city, and out of state.
He'd heard something being dragged around, but he wasn't sure what it was. "John, is that you?" he asked to no one in particular.
"Kid, you're still here? I thought you left, a while ago," said an old man as he came into view. He was torn apart, he was bitten by zombies outside the shop, and then his own son was munching off of him. "Ryan?"
"Yeah, John?"
"Kill me, I have nothing left. My wife is gone, and I, myself, had to kill my own son. Please Ryan, just kill me. That's all I want."
"John?" Ryan said softly, as he considered what the old man said. Ryan thought to himself; that either way he would end up killing the man, so, why not now. "See ya, old man. Hope you don't go to hell."
"Don't worry, I'm leaving hell right now. Good luck, kid."
"Yeah. You, too." Ryan whispered, as he pulled the trigger. BOOM. Ryan watched as the bullet blow up the old man's head. Ryan had enough, he want out. He got off of the chair and walked around the shop, none of cars had keys. So, he couldn't just leave driving. He checked his ammo quickly and realized that the magazine was down to its last bullet. He had remembered seeing a gun shop down the alley, just two blocks away, close to the Police Station. He looked around in search of something that can help him; he then heard something moving downstairs. He figured that Johnny was a full zombie, now.
As he moved to the stairs that led to basement, he remembered that Johnny had told him about a chest in basement of the shop, which had some guns. Ryan began walking down the stairs slowing. He then reached the middle of the stairs, in which he turned on the flashlight that he found four days ago. The first thing he saw was the decaying body of Johnny Henderson Jr. walking up the stairs, this was the first time Ryan saw a zombie walk up the stairs. He took aim with the handgun, but something was bothering him. He thought to himself, why bother, anymore? He shot Johnny in head and threw the gun to the side. He saw the chest, but there was a lock on it.
"Fuck," he cursed out loud and began looking for the key, the lock was silver. So, Ryan knew that the key would be silver, but the flashlight was running out of batteries. He managed to find the light switch in time, because the flashlight was now useless. Looking around for the key, he noticed that Johnny used a lot of Umbrella's products on the cars. He saw, what had to be Johnny's desk, he opened the top drawer and found a small book with the word 'Journal' across the cover. He opened it to the most recent date, the day before the zombies appeared.
"Let's see what Johnny had to say about the zombies," he said before he began to read. " '6/20/01 - Today, the Umbrella people said something about a disturbing prank play on the people who work in the facility. The strange thing is that I haven't heard from Lucy, and I haven't seen her for awhile.' Lucy? Can it be? Nah, she's back in Haiti, and Leon said," in an instant, Ryan was interrupted as he heard the back door of the shop slam closed.
He picked up a screwdriver, and ran up the stairs, he looked around, and saw a young girl wearing a black skirt and a black tank top. He stared at her for a while, and then decided to stand up and walk over to her.
"Are you ok?" Ryan asked the mysterious girl, who was facing the window to the alley. She turned around and aimed for Ryan's head, but then lowered the gun.
"Yeah, I'm fine," the girl responded, and Ryan saw her beautiful youthful face. Ryan couldn't help, but stare into her eyes, and wonder into space. "Hello? Are you ok?"
"What? Oh… I'm fine. What are you doing? I thought everyone was dead by now."
"Not everyone is dead, few still are. Me, my brother, and his girlfriend found two guys alive. How did you survive?"
"I ran from the zombies, and hid here, with a few friends…but they're dead, now. Where'd you come from?"
"What?"
"Where's your brother?"
"Oh, at the Police Department. Let's go find him, do you have gun?"
"I ran out of clips, so no. But there's a chest full of guns in the basement, we can use your gun to open it."
"Fine, let's go!"
They both went downstairs to the basement, upon reaching the basement floor. Ryan noticed that Johnny's body was missing from it had fallen. Vanessa got her gun, a Beretta 92FS 9MM Semi-Automatic, and shot three rounds before the lock came out. Ryan found a black bag, and then opened the chest. Ryan picked a Magnum Desert Eagle Mark XIX 50AE Semi-Automatic, and a Magnum SP-21 45AD Semi-Automatic. "Nice," Ryan said to himself as he checked the clips and put them in his jacket. Vanessa got the backpack and put the extra ammo inside the bag. Ryan got the rest of the weapons, a Remington 870 Marine Magnum 12 Gauge Shotgun and put it in the bag. "Here," said Ryan as he picks up a Weatherby Orion Upland 12 Gauge Shotgun and gives it to Vanessa.
"I have a gun, what's this for?" she asked him.
"A 9MM Semi-Automatic is nothing compared to a 12 Gauge Shotgun. So, take it just in case."
"How do you know all this?"
"I was a Marine, and a former member of the S.T.A.R.S. group."
"Oh…"
Ryan then picked up the last thing inside the chest, a Browning M1918A2 7.42MM Automatic Rifle, and put it in the bag, for later use. THUMP! The front door of the shop fell over and the zombies began to walk into the shop. Ryan and Vanessa could smell the decayed flesh from where they stood.
"Come on, we have to leave now," Vanessa told Ryan. "We'll go through the back, these an alley that leads to a gun shop, which is three blocks away from the Police Department."
"Fine, let's go!" Ryan rushed Vanessa up the stairs, and saw the zombies, walking on top of each other. Just for food, just because they were hungry, is that an excuse to kill others, just to feed your unless hunger? Ryan thought to himself.
Ryan opened the back door, as Vanessa shot down zombies behind them. Once outside, Ryan made sure that the zombies inside could get outside. "Ryan?" Vanessa spoke softly, as something came towards them. "Look,"
"What? Fuck… Vanessa leave, now." Ryan told Vanessa as zombies came into the alley and blocked the way to the main street.
The Silence of The City
Johnny's Car Repair Shop
Bear County, New Mexico
Monday, June 29, 2001
2400 hrs.
Another day in hell, still hiding in the small haven, he'd had found two days ago. The clock just rang midnight, and still no sign of help from a living person. He could hear the banging on the doors, as the dead tried to get inside. He was getting sick of hiding; he wanted to leave Bear County. The only reason, he was there was because he was looking for an old friend. Now, he just wants to know how to get out of the damn city. A clank could be heard from the back of the shop, the old man must have found something or Johnny was eating him alive. Whichever the case, he was getting out tonight. Out of shop, out of city, and out of state.
He'd heard something being dragged around, but he wasn't sure what it was. "John, is that you?" he asked to no one in particular.
"Kid, you're still here? I thought you left, a while ago," said an old man as he came into view. He was torn apart, he was bitten by zombies outside the shop, and then his own son was munching off of him. "Ryan?"
"Yeah, John?"
"Kill me, I have nothing left. My wife is gone, and I, myself, had to kill my own son. Please Ryan, just kill me. That's all I want."
"John?" Ryan said softly, as he considered what the old man said. Ryan thought to himself; that either way he would end up killing the man, so, why not now. "See ya, old man. Hope you don't go to hell."
"Don't worry, I'm leaving hell right now. Good luck, kid."
"Yeah. You, too." Ryan whispered, as he pulled the trigger. BOOM. Ryan watched as the bullet blow up the old man's head. Ryan had enough, he want out. He got off of the chair and walked around the shop, none of cars had keys. So, he couldn't just leave driving. He checked his ammo quickly and realized that the magazine was down to its last bullet. He had remembered seeing a gun shop down the alley, just two blocks away, close to the Police Station. He looked around in search of something that can help him; he then heard something moving downstairs. He figured that Johnny was a full zombie, now.
As he moved to the stairs that led to basement, he remembered that Johnny had told him about a chest in basement of the shop, which had some guns. Ryan began walking down the stairs slowing. He then reached the middle of the stairs, in which he turned on the flashlight that he found four days ago. The first thing he saw was the decaying body of Johnny Henderson Jr. walking up the stairs, this was the first time Ryan saw a zombie walk up the stairs. He took aim with the handgun, but something was bothering him. He thought to himself, why bother, anymore? He shot Johnny in head and threw the gun to the side. He saw the chest, but there was a lock on it.
"Fuck," he cursed out loud and began looking for the key, the lock was silver. So, Ryan knew that the key would be silver, but the flashlight was running out of batteries. He managed to find the light switch in time, because the flashlight was now useless. Looking around for the key, he noticed that Johnny used a lot of Umbrella's products on the cars. He saw, what had to be Johnny's desk, he opened the top drawer and found a small book with the word 'Journal' across the cover. He opened it to the most recent date, the day before the zombies appeared.
"Let's see what Johnny had to say about the zombies," he said before he began to read. " '6/20/01 - Today, the Umbrella people said something about a disturbing prank play on the people who work in the facility. The strange thing is that I haven't heard from Lucy, and I haven't seen her for awhile.' Lucy? Can it be? Nah, she's back in Haiti, and Leon said," in an instant, Ryan was interrupted as he heard the back door of the shop slam closed.
He picked up a screwdriver, and ran up the stairs, he looked around, and saw a young girl wearing a black skirt and a black tank top. He stared at her for a while, and then decided to stand up and walk over to her.
"Are you ok?" Ryan asked the mysterious girl, who was facing the window to the alley. She turned around and aimed for Ryan's head, but then lowered the gun.
"Yeah, I'm fine," the girl responded, and Ryan saw her beautiful youthful face. Ryan couldn't help, but stare into her eyes, and wonder into space. "Hello? Are you ok?"
"What? Oh… I'm fine. What are you doing? I thought everyone was dead by now."
"Not everyone is dead, few still are. Me, my brother, and his girlfriend found two guys alive. How did you survive?"
"I ran from the zombies, and hid here, with a few friends…but they're dead, now. Where'd you come from?"
"What?"
"Where's your brother?"
"Oh, at the Police Department. Let's go find him, do you have gun?"
"I ran out of clips, so no. But there's a chest full of guns in the basement, we can use your gun to open it."
"Fine, let's go!"
They both went downstairs to the basement, upon reaching the basement floor. Ryan noticed that Johnny's body was missing from it had fallen. Vanessa got her gun, a Beretta 92FS 9MM Semi-Automatic, and shot three rounds before the lock came out. Ryan found a black bag, and then opened the chest. Ryan picked a Magnum Desert Eagle Mark XIX 50AE Semi-Automatic, and a Magnum SP-21 45AD Semi-Automatic. "Nice," Ryan said to himself as he checked the clips and put them in his jacket. Vanessa got the backpack and put the extra ammo inside the bag. Ryan got the rest of the weapons, a Remington 870 Marine Magnum 12 Gauge Shotgun and put it in the bag. "Here," said Ryan as he picks up a Weatherby Orion Upland 12 Gauge Shotgun and gives it to Vanessa.
"I have a gun, what's this for?" she asked him.
"A 9MM Semi-Automatic is nothing compared to a 12 Gauge Shotgun. So, take it just in case."
"How do you know all this?"
"I was a Marine, and a former member of the S.T.A.R.S. group."
"Oh…"
Ryan then picked up the last thing inside the chest, a Browning M1918A2 7.42MM Automatic Rifle, and put it in the bag, for later use. THUMP! The front door of the shop fell over and the zombies began to walk into the shop. Ryan and Vanessa could smell the decayed flesh from where they stood.
"Come on, we have to leave now," Vanessa told Ryan. "We'll go through the back, these an alley that leads to a gun shop, which is three blocks away from the Police Department."
"Fine, let's go!" Ryan rushed Vanessa up the stairs, and saw the zombies, walking on top of each other. Just for food, just because they were hungry, is that an excuse to kill others, just to feed your unless hunger? Ryan thought to himself.
Ryan opened the back door, as Vanessa shot down zombies behind them. Once outside, Ryan made sure that the zombies inside could get outside. "Ryan?" Vanessa spoke softly, as something came towards them. "Look,"
"What? Fuck… Vanessa leave, now." Ryan told Vanessa as zombies came into the alley and blocked the way to the main street.
