Me and my father packed our belongings and got ready to leave, it was dark out, and we where scared for our lives, we packed food, our pocket knife and a pistol, six rounds, thats it. We got in the jeep and loaded up the fuel and prepared for what might come ahead, during the drive it seemed the infection had spread, people wherent acting right, there was blood scattered around, corpses, me and my father where scared, Thats when it happend, we heart a gunshot in the background, then a loud pop, the veichle had stopped, and then it slid over and fell to its side, we where being attacked, we busted our way out and hid behind the veichle, we saw it, a infected, it was different, it wasent human, it was, a zombie, as soon as i saw it i pulled out my pistol and aimed it, i said "Stay back or i will shoot" it kept coming, so i instantly aimed at it and pulled the trigger "What the hell was that thing !?" I asked "I dont know, come on lets get moving, we arent safe." So i got up and helped my dad up, we wherent just in Toronto, we where in a apocalypse. I was worried, i dident feel right killing that, thing. I know it wasent human but I felt different. But i continued on with dad up the road, it was completly silent out, it happend so fast, everyone was gone and we never got to say goodbye, we where on our own now, if it starts of in Toronto, then it must spread somehow, but there where other facilities that made the drug, so then that must mean, its not only Toronto, it is the world. I told my dad about this and he seemed worried i asked "Hey, where going to be okay, right?" "Yeah" he said in a unshure voice. It had begun, we wherent civilians anymore, we where. Salvagers.
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The Twelfth Plague Part One
HorrorAn Apocalyptic non fiction story made for anyone who has read "The Eleventh Plague"
