Chapter 2: Decisions
(8 Hours later)
As Jason wakes up, he looks around his apartment. "Man what the hell just happened?" As he stands up, he slowly comes to realization that his apartment has been looted and destroyed from other people. Jason is now bewildered by the fact that his apartment has been looted and destroyed. He says to himself, "this isn't your normal virus, this is something more. Damn it." As he looks over to the guy that used to be his next door neighbor, he can't believe that the guy that came over a couple times either for a cigarette or a cup of milk for his morning coffee is now dead. He thinks, "what in the hell is going on?
Jason walks out of his apartment and soon realizes that the whole building is in ruins from riots and people freaking out. Bodies are all over the place where people have been bitten or beaten to death from other people. Blood is covering the walls and there is no sign of life where Jason is standing. "Jesus, what the hell is this shit?" As Jason starts walking around, he quickly looks around at his environment. Doors has been locked and the whole hallway is in ruins. From behind Jason, quiet footsteps that sounds like someone is dragging their feet comes from behind him where he is standing. As Jason turns around, nobody is there. "Huh, must've been my imagination," he says to himself. The dragging gets louder and keeps ringing in his ears. "Is anybody there?" The door leading to the fire exit begins to open. Jason is now panting and sweating as the door creaks open. Out of no where, a little girl comes out. From the way she looked, she was at least 8 years old. James says, "little girl, are you okay?" She looks up and Jason looks at her seeing her throat being ripped open and missing an eye as he mutters under his breath, "Oh shit."
She starts running at James when he turns almost tripping over his own feet. He runs to the nearest apartment on his floor. He quickly runs to the door and tries opening it when he soon realized that the door is locked. "Damn it," as he slams his hand on the door. The little girl gets closer when James kicks the door open. He quickly runs into the apartment looking for a weapon. He runs into a kids room that has to be about 5 years old and takes a wooden baseball bat. As he jogs into the living room, the little girl charges him again as he swings the baseball bat right on her head. She falls to the ground, pins the girl, bringing the bat down on her head. He keeps hitting her until the head has been smashed in pouring out that used to be her brain.
Jason cannot believe that he had to kill a little girl. He starts panicking, "Oh shit, oh shit, what the hell is going on here? Alright Jason, relax, you had to do that." As Jason gets his cool, he has decisions that he has to make in order to survive. He could search the rest of the apartment building but that could mean those things could be everywhere in the whole entire building plus he lives on the 7th floor. Or he could walk around the city of Atlanta looking for supplies and survivors plus a car that's in working order. But then again, those things are everywhere on the streets of Atlanta. He doesn't know what to choose. He sits on his neighbors couch and starts thinking about his decisions.
If he starts looking in the apartment building for supplies, it would take time and would be a more safe choice to stay in the apartment building searching for supplies and survivors. But if he starts looking outside in the city of Atlanta, it would mean a plan of both offensive and defensive from whatever the hell those things are. He quickly comes to the decision of searching the city for at least more weapons and food. He knew that if he decided to search the apartment building, all the apartment's would be looted like his was.
Jason heads down to his apartment, walks into the home, and gets into his emergency stash.. In his stash was a backpack with three or four cans of beans, couple bottles of water, first aid kit, a medium sized pocket knife, and a small .38 s&w (Smith & Wesson) with at least 18 clips (equal up to 3 times of reloading). "I knew this would come in handy some day," he excitedly said to himself. He unlocked and started looking around in his closet upon his way of searching there was his golf bag full of clubs that people never looked for when they looted his apartment. "Awesome, nobody took my clubs," he said in a quaint smile.
As he takes his putter and his 2 iron, he quickly grabs his custom made holders that strapped around his waist to hold his golf clubs. He put that on and off he went. As he was about to leave, he looked one more time at his apartment. So many good memories were made in this apartment he lived at, this is where he lost his virginity with the love of his life, Emily. He wondered if she is still alive, she doesn't live far from her. "What the hell? It doesn't hurt to fix loose ends." Tears come down his face as he slowly walks out of his apartment. He slowly closes the door. He quickly wipes the tears from his eyes as he starts heading for the elevator and clicked to go down. The light didn't turn on , he pushed it again. Still nothing. He kicks the elevator door, "shit the elevator is out of order."