Chapter 1

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I'm dead. Everything's gone. Everyone's dead...including me.

Nothing matters.

This is all that's going though my head when I'm getting chased by them. The ones who took everything from me. The ones who destroyed my home, the ones who killed my family, the ones who make me longing to be dead.

I tried to run a little bit but a collapsed sobbing. Like a little baby. I couldn't stop thinking about the fire.

"It was my fault" I whispered to myself. I don't know why but I think I could have saved them if I had stayed.Or would I have died with the rest.

I can't think about that now. I can't let them die in vain. I have to survive for them. "For them" I repeat to myself to make sure it was right.

I hear their groans behind me coming closer and closer. One of them has a dead foot. He is so close to me I hear his foot dragging across the pavement. I turn around looking the monster in the face with nothing on my mind but vengeance. I grab my still bloody knife from the last one I killed.

As he gets closer I ready myself. "It isn't human any more" I tell my self. When he gets right next to me close enough to kill me I stab it right through the top of the head as it falls I see the 10 more that had followed me. I thought I could take them on.

I grabbed my gun just like my dad had taught me and as I looked at the sleek piece of machinery with the silencer extending its length I thought back to when I first learned how to use it and then I looked at the next one and shot it. Then the next on and the next one till my clip was empty just like I was.

I then took my knife out again and looked at the last two. I felt the ache coming in from not getting any sleep for 24 hours. As the thing came closer flesh hanging from its eye and jaw unhinged I realized it was over and excepted it. After stabbing the one coming after me I feel to my knees waiting for the slow painful death coming for me and then I heared a gun shot and jumped.

The zombie that I thought would bring me my death was next to me with a hole in its head.

As I looked up I saw what I thought was a war torn angel between devil and god and then I crashed.

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