I woke up. I was cold, stiff, and tiered. I couldent beleive it. He was gone, he was dead. I hated to think it but it happend, he was gone. I had to move on, so i got my bag, my gun, and my hunting knife, i was ready. I looked outside the window, it was safe, the infection must have left and went somewhere elso to look for people. Hopefully. So i opened the door and went out, there was a hospital nearby our house, it would be a good idea to go there to look for supplies, so i got my jacket and went down the road to the hospital, when i finaly made it there i realized something, the hospital must have the P12 drug there, and if there where any patients there then that would mean that there would be more of the infection in there. So i loaded my pistol and went in. It was errie being in a abandond hospital, i mean it happend so fast like you wouldent beleive, the entire town was evacuated in seconds so that meant the infection could possibly be gone but theres always a chance that there could be. So i went in hesitantly and got ready for any confrontations with the infection, it was clear, so far, so i made my way to the supplies room and got what i needed, i got out there as fast as i could, it dident feel right being in there. Then it happend, i felt a knock at the back of my head and then blackness, i had been kidnapped by someone. End of part one.
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The Twelfth Plague Part One
HorrorAn Apocalyptic non fiction story made for anyone who has read "The Eleventh Plague"