After Sam and I had both gotten something to eat from the kitchen, we went into hte living room and turned the TV onto a local news
channel, hoping to get some answers. The anchorwoman who was on-screen was ranting and raving about Armageddon and the end
of the world. I was just about to change the channel, when a voice from off-screen said "Quick, cut to Jefferson!" The picture changed
from a panicking woman to a man who also looked like he was about to lose it.
"Breaking News! There is a wave of unexplained killings sweeping Raccoon City. Husbands killing wives; children killing parents; complete
strangers on the streets killing one another. And what's more; the dead aren't staying dead; they are coming back to life and attacking
the living. Also, anyone bitten by the attackers and not immediately killed eventually begins attacking people as well. The most effective
methods of dispaching the attackers are to remove the head or destroy the brain. Once again, the bodies of the recently deceased are
returning to life and attacking the living. Make sure all doors and windows are securely locked and barricaded, and avoid all contact
with the attackers"
"How 'bout giving us some information we can acually use, asshole!" Sam said, then threw a cushion at the television.
"Sam," I said, looking at her, "I don' think he can hear you"
She shot me an angry look and said "Shut Up!"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I know, I know. This chapter has bits from the second Resident Evil movie, Dawn of the Dead, and Shaun of the Dead, none of which I own, so don't sue! And sadly, this will be my last chapter submission for about one, or at the absolute most, two months. The reason for this is I only had about 1/4 of the story typed up, and it takes me a long time to type something even as long as this short chapter. But I swear, I will finish the story! In the meantime, I look forward to your reviews.