New Age

Part 2

I glance down at the forest below my tree house to see that most of the zombies that had crowded around are gone. I take a deep breath and grab a small ax that I have no idea why it was in the tree house, but I'm glad that it was, and slowly decend to the ground below. Clutching the ax close to my chest I nervously stalk through the woods, trying not to make a sound. First things first, I need food and water. Then I need to go to Blake's house. I just have to see, to make sure that he isn't one of the zombies aimlessly shambling around. Then, whither I find Blake or not, I need to look for other survivors. I need to figure out what the laws and rules of this new world are. I need a plan on how not to, you know, die. Once I finally make it out if the forest and into the town, I'm shocked into stillness. The town looks mildly like it's been nuked. Seriously, how could this much destruction happen in only a week?! Most of the windows and doors on all of the buildings are scattered or splintered. Are are turned over and scortchmarcks marr the cars, roads and sits of buildings. Here and there a cellphone will ring or a radio will randomly start playing. And zombies are absolutely everywhere. They huddle in packs around any source of noise, stumble around in the streets or pile into houses, looking for anything living. I would say that the sight is strait from a horror movie, but that's not good enough. This is worse than any horror movie, this is real life. Suddenly a scream splits the oddly stifling air and a young girl runs into the street, trailing a small mob of zombies. Maybe she would have had a chance, had she kept running since the zombies are apparently slow, but she stopped. Why she stopped, I have no idea. It was obviously an idiotic move. But stop she did and as soon as she did, the zombies fell on her. They rush her from all sides, quickly surrounding her as she spind around in a panic. I want to try and save her, but I know that I'd just end up getting myself killed along with her. In this new reality, it's every man for themselves. I flinch as her screams of pain and terror reach me. And the zombies just keep coming, even once the girl's screams fade, they keep coming in droves until the entire Street is filled with the horde. I try not to look to close at any of them, so I don't accidentally recognize any of them. That would be bad. But anyways, with a horde this size, I'm going to have to be extra  careful. It would be best if I could get out of the suburbs and get to the city, where I can stay off the ground. But I have things to do first. Staying in the tree line, away from the packs of zombies still heading to where that girl just died, until I find myself behind the local grocery store. Analyzing the back of the building, I make a plan. I climb onto the dumpster thing and flip open the thing that leads to the ventilation shafts. They should probably bolt those things closed, but I'm glad that they didn't. I slip into the shaft and shimie through it until I receive the first grade thing that looks down onto the store. As I expected, zombies everywhere. Joy. I carry on crawling through the shaft until I'm above the backpack section. Perfect. Carefully and quietly as I can, I drop down onto the shelf the backpacks are hung on. I'm just above the reach of the zombies, but I want to avoid making to much noise. Can't be too careful, right? Almost silently I manage to snag a sturdy looking backpack and skip right back into the ventilation shaft. Next stop, bottled watter. I use the same procedure to grab the water as I did to get the backpack, then do the same with some canned food. I'm about to leave with my gaze falls on the fresh fruit and vegetables. I k of that I should probably eat those first, they'll go bad if left for too long and they're probably healthier, but to get to them I have to from to the floor. Steeling myself, I silently drop down and quickly shove a bunch if apples, carrots and a few potatoes into my bag before taking off for the door, stopping only once more to grab a letter jacket and some hiking boots that were conveniently my size. Anything that's hard to bite through, right? Then I'm out of the store and Back into the woods. Moving a bit faster, if weighted down by the backpack, I find my way to Blake's house. Once I get there, I take a moment to analyze the building. It hasn't exactly faired any better than the other buildings, but at least it isn't burnt to the ground like some of them. After watching for a while and seeing no movement, zombie or human, I make my caution way to the house. I slip in through the back door that was left ajar and comence a thorough search of the first floor. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Dread begins to settle in as I make my way up the stairs. I search all the rooms, not finding anything, until I come to Blake's room. I wasn't expecting anything do I almost scream when I see the dead bodies of two zombies on the floor. They seem to have both been shot through the head and look suspiciously like Blake's parents. My heart falls when I see this. Blake isn't here and his parents are dead, or I suppose I should say 're-dead', zombies. Looks like I'm on my own.

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