𝐻𝑜𝓌'𝒹 𝓌𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒?

•PROLOGUE•

This is the first chapter its just what happened on the day of the apocalypse, the beginning of y/n story.

*Beep Beep*

Y/n rolls over in her bed and turns off her alarm for the fourth time this morning. She was never a morning person. Y/n got up and went to her closet to get changed into her favorite t-shirt and jeans. Her and her best friend were going to see a movie together today.

Y/n headed downstairs, and smelt a horrible smell. Rotten. As she walks further in her house towards the kitchen she doesn't see anybody. That is until she walks around the counter and finds her mother on the floor passed out.

Her face was sick like, her face was pale like the dead and it was turning into a dark purple like color. "Oh my god, mom!" She ran towards her mom and crouched beside her lifeless body. Y/n learned inward towards her mothers lips and tried to feel or hear if her mother was breathing. Nothing.

Y/n heart sank into her stomach, she couldn't even think; let alone breath. Her heart started beating fast and her breathing was becoming uneven. Her hands started shaking and she tried shaking her mothers body.

A panic attack. That's what y/n was feeling. Ever since she was a kid she used to always panic and have episodes. When she went to the doctors it didn't shock anyone when she was diagnosed with anxiety. She got proscribed medication, but always forgot to take it; now she was regretting that decision.

She yelled and moved her mothers body all around, nothing. Now there was tears streaming down y/n face, there was no stop to them. She reached into her back pocket to get her phone in order to call 911, but to her luck she forgot it on her night stand. Then she remembered the house phone in the living room.

She wiped some of the tears as she stood up and headed towards the living room. When she entered the room the smell from earlier returned and was even stronger. Her eyes landed on the house phone and when she was just about to get her, she heard it.

Groaning. It sounded as if someone was in pain, either physically or mentally. She looked over to where it was coming from and saw her father. His back turned to her and he was just standing in a corner.

"Dad? Are you okay? Mom needs help I don't know what happened to her." He didn't react still standing there in a lazy manner. She cautiously walked toward the figure and when she was right behind him, she put her hand on his shoulder. His body didn't feel human like.

When she felt the odd feeling she quickly pulled her hand back, her dad turned around when he felt the feeling of her touch. His body was slow at doing so, but when he was fully turned and she could she him all she could do was gasp.

His eyes held no emotion and color, just pure white. His mouth was open due to the noise he was making, and she saw his mouth was a darker color. His teeth weren't as white as they used to be, they looked rotten. Her eyes wondered down his body and saw his left leg was bitten several times. Most of his flesh on his lower leg was gone, just showing his bone.

Disturbed and disgusted was all she felt looking at it. She couldn't even form any words her mouth was just hanging open. Her dad launched forward and tried jumping on her body, but she caught on to this and jumped out of the way.

He soon recovered and tried scratching at her or biting her. She went around him when he couldn't reach her and grabbed the house phone. Running out the room and into the kitchen she started dialing 911. Putting the phone to her ear and waiting for someone to answer the call.

Nothing. Not even the sound in the background of the phone. It didn't work, no signal. "Fuck!" As if on cue, her dad started coming towards her again.

She started backing up, expecting the worse to happen. She stopped when her back hit something, she turn and saw multiple shelves, she was in the food closet. Well now she's done for, considering there's no way out except for where her dad is.