You linger behind your coworkers as they hurry to finish the work day and get home. The hum of electricity slowly dying as lights and computers get shut down for the evening.
Kicking yourself for not doing this earlier you clock out, pull on your coat, grab your umbrella and thermos before whipping out your cell. At first you attempt to search your insurance company on the internet, but reception had always been spotty at work. This was no exception.
"Fuckin' wi-fi." You hiss, instead looking through your contacts to pull up your old agents number.
Pressing the dial button you wait for the call to connect. And wait. And wait. Frustrated you pull the phone from your face to watch the screen go dark and a robotic female voice inform you that the number you have dialed is not in service before emitting a high pitched beep that makes your hair stand on end even from half a foot away.
"What-?" You hang up, catching your bosses eye as he passes.
The look on his face asks if everything's okay and as the line attempts to reconnect again you want to scream. You can't deal with small talk and trying to file a claim all at once.
"Insurance." you mouth, nodding towards your damaged and bloodied car.
He nods an understanding and exits. You watch him cross the parking lots, heaving a sigh as the robotic voice begins again. Hanging up you begin to follow in your bosses footsteps, heading towards your vehicle, when a shadow out of the corner of your eye speeds across the parking lot in front of you and smashed into your boss, taking him to the ground with sickening force.
Do you:
Help your boss?
TURN TO HELPING HAND
Flee the scene?
TURN TO MARATHONER
Go back inside?
TURN TO WAVE THE WHITE FLAG
YOU ARE READING
Choose Your Own Zombie Adventure
Fantascienza::FIRST DRAFT:: A multiple choice zombie apocalypse story. Can YOU survive the first day of the burgeoning zombie apocalypse?
