Author's Note: Yep, early chapter release. I figured that everyone will probably be too busy to read stories on Christmas day, so I just thought I might as well release it a few days early. Enjoy 8D

Nobody's POV

The time is 8:15 am. John is still fast asleep on the glass table of a saferoom. When suddenly, The door of said saferoom is opened. Out of the saferoom comes a survivor in a expensive, blood-covered tuxedo. He was holding a fully-loaded SCAR Assault rifle.

?'s POV

I was out on the road again. I had to get moving. Before I was fatally wounded by one of those big zombies that had tree trunk for arms. But I was saved by a man, He was still asleep in the saferoom, I had also left a note for him. I manage to be standing again because I had healed myself with bandages and ointments that was in my first-aid kit I had on my back that my savior had failed to notice.

After about some uneventful walking of nothing but zombie-shooting, I found myself in the farmer's market. I saw in my field of view many looted stores. When I heard something new, A chainsaw running. Then, on the other side of the market comes a zombie charging at me with a chainsaw. I shot a few rounds into him before he charged right through me with his chainsaw.

My once nice looking Tux was not only covered in blood, but now it was ripped to shreds. Then with my last few moments of living, I wrote another note. Hopefully, my savior will find this note and heed the warning I have written on it. Before my vision faded into black, I saw the zombie that killed me. His face was covered by what I thought was a bag, He (she?) lets out a muffled hysterical laugh. Then, I saw nothing.

(2 Hours Later)

John's POV

It was early in the afternoon when I had woken up. The first sight I saw was a note in my face. It read:

Dear Savior,

Thanks a lot for helping me with that big zombie and taking me to this saferoom. If you weren't around, I would have been killed. I'm sorry, but I have to leave you. I have some where to be. I am, of course, taking my assault rifle with me. I hope to God that you will find your way out of this hellish town.

Sincerely,

Stan

After I had finished reading, I placed the note in my pocket and took all my equipment back. I checked the magazines of all my guns to see if they were loaded. I took out my compass. It was pointed west. I was ready to leave this saferoom.

I looked out the window of the saferoom exit to dispose of all stray infected in my field of view with my M1911. Then, I exited the saferoom. I found myself on a empty street with not a living soul in sight. But then again, that's all I always find myself on, an empty street. There was nothing of interest here, so I moved on.

Eventually, I came across something new. A farmer's market. I see many stalls that were obviously looted and empty. Then, I see a corpse. Normally, a corpse is a common sight in a zombie apocalypse, but this one was different.

This body wore a ragged, blood-covered tuxedo. It was Stan. Next to Stan's body was his SCAR. I would have taken it, but It didn't feel right just taking it away from Stan. In Stan's hands was another note that was partially covered in blood. This note said:

Dear Savior,

I am writing this with my last breath. So, by the time you read this, I will be dead. This is a warning. I was killed by a fast zombie that was using a chainsaw. I have decided to call him "The Executor". Be careful of him.

I couldn't read anymore because the rest of the note was covered with blood. I left this note on Stan's body just in case some other survivors might come through. But before I did, I crossed out the word "Savior" and changed it to "passing survivors". Then, my vision was blurred by green bile. A boomer had vomited on me. I quickly took out my silenced Uzi.

Then, a horde of figures comes into my view. I shot them all down. Then soon, my Uzi was empty. I drew out my hidden knife and started slashing at all the figures coming at me. But, a few of them managed to squeeze a few punches and bites at me.

Soon, My vision was cleared of the boomer's bile. I could see clearly now. I hid my knife again and took out my Uzi. I reloaded it and started emptying it into the last remaining zombies that were still around. While I was firing, I had also killed the boomer that puked on me, he wasn't gonna be a problem anymore.

After the coast was cleared, I started going north (after referring to my compass). Then after going through some doors and hiding in the shadows, I come across the market's exit. The exit was just an ordinary wooden gate that had some blood on it. In front of the gate was a corpse that had its body cut in half, The executor was obviously here earlier.

I go through the gate to find myself in a very tall cornfield. The cornfield was so thick, I couldn't see more then 2 feet ahead of me. But, To the North, I saw a burger tank sign. I started going towards said sign. While I was navigating the cornfield, I heard crying to the west. It was a witch, But I didn't need to bother her because I was going North towards the burger tank. And soon, I found myself facing the front of the burger tank.

Since every other way was blocked off by fences, I had no choice but to go through the fast food restaurant. In the Burger Tank, I saw what a typical fast food restaurant would look like. Booths, tables, a front counter, and the food menu hanging above the front counter. I went behind the front counter and saw a red steel door. It was another saferoom. I quickly went inside.

I had closed the steel door on my way in. The saferoom had a counter that had two first-aid kits, a coffee maker, and a empty sink. Around the saferoom was a coffee table (to go with the coffee maker), a TV emitting static in the corner, A couch, and two vending machines by the saferoom exit. This saferoom was obviously something like an employee lounge before the infection came.

I got a lemon-lime soda from one of the vending machines. I laid all my stuff down and laid myself down on the couch. Drinking the soda, I soon found myself falling asleep again.

2nd Author's Note: The executor is basically my interpretation of Strength, a boss from the game House of the Dead 2.

House of the Dead 2 is an old arcade game I use to play when I was a little younger. Some of you might remember it. Very good game. Play it, it's very fun.

And also, the saferoom that John finds is slightly based on a saferoom found in No Mercy. This saferoom is the one that the L4D1 survivors had to go through to get into Mercy Hospital.

And also, John's Ammo Count:

Steyr Scout Sniper Rifle: 15 / 104 (He didn't use it in this chapter.)

Uzi SMG: 50 / 253

M1911 Pistol: 15 / 132

Well that's it, See ya next week. Hope you've enjoyed this chapter :D