;The Plauge

Chapter 1: Nightmare

I sat up in my bed , a cold sweat sweeping down my face. I had had the nightmare again.

Soon, Alice swung the door open, fear masking her pale face.

"Korii, what's wrong?"

I looked at her confused, had I screamed?

" What are you talking about Alice?"

Alice stood, mouth closed with no answer.

Then came the blood curdiling scream, that would make your skin crawl and your ear drums burst. I got up and ran to my window.

A woman standing on the pavement, was having her face torn off by Jon, the boy that lived next to me.

My nightmare was coming true.

I had always been fasinated with zombies, and I knew one day that an outbreak would happen, but not so soon.

I sprinted out of my bedroom and down the stairs to grab mine and Alice's backpack. I filled hers with canned goods, a can opener and some crackers I found in the kitchen. I then filled my pack with chips, some dried fruit, and a change of clothes for the both of us.

I then ran to our fathers study, opening the bottom left hand drawer, revealing the P-08 Luger Pistol that was there just in case. I grabed it and jogged to the bookcase to grab the pistols ammo. I threw the ammo in my bag and ran back upsairs to find Alice crawled up into a ball crying.

"Alice, I need you to listen to me." No answer. I went and grabbed the pair of jeans lying on my floor and slipped them on. I then threw a pair at Alice. She slowly got up and pulled them on. I grabbed my car keys and yelled at Alice to go find our baseball bats, and the crowbar mom left under her bed. She got up and ran .

We soon met downstairs ready to leave when I remebered to garb extra gas. I ran to the backdoor grabbing the full can of gas dad left there and the funnel and ran back to Alice.

I grabbed Alice's wrist and led her to the garage where my 2010 Blue Ford Mustang sat.We got in and I opened the garage door and sped out down the driveway as fast as I could. I'd gotten to the end of our street and could see blood every where. I turned and looked at Alice, my sweet innocent twin sister, shriveled up in a ball scared to death.

We sat in silence, only the noise of a sniffel every once in awhile.

Chapter 2: Stories

We'd been driving for two days straight. Alice hadn't said a word since we escaped the terror at home. As I rounded a corner I saw 2 guys standing, fighting off 4 zombies. I looked at Alice, who knew exactly what I wanted to do. To help those guys.

"Come on Ali. We gotta help them. It would be the right thing to do."

She looked at me with terror streaking down the white of her face and finally shook her head 'okay'. I stopped the car and reached for the crowbar in the backseat.

"Why can't we just use the gun?" Alice asked.

"Well for one, I don't want to waste bullets, and two, it would attract more zombies and we don't want that."

Alice then grabbed the metal baseball bat from behind her chair. I jumped out of the car, making sure to close the door behind me, and Alice did the same. I ran to the zombie on the ground smashing his head in quite easily, while Alice did the same to a very skinny man zombie. Alice had gagged when she finally crushed his head all the way and brains spilled out. The two guys had finished killing their zombies after Alice had stopped gagging.