Another Generic Zombie Story.

Before it happened

Truth be told I never expected to be in this situation. But here I am. Oh yeah I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Andrew Cooper. I'm currently stuck in london if you didn't know.

I was in my apartment when things started to go bad. When the first 3 months of the let's call it, 'The Apocalypse', before it hit I was so paranoid that I stuck up food that can last for 1 month.

During that, people called me paranoid but, I had a gut feeling that something bad will happened and well, it did. During the second month before it hit I manage to get myself a G17 with 3 ammo boxes containing 50 bullets each that I always put beside me just in case. But heres the kicker I only have 2 clips that can fit 17 rounds

It almost costed me half of my allowance. But that story is for another time.

A month before it hit it was obvious something was wrong I constantly saw military moving and the Queen not appearing lately.

The day I call judgement day or when it all happened. I boarded up my door and instantly gathered all the water I can while I still can. I managed to collect at least 1½ months worth of water. The reason I didn't board up my windows because I was on the 3rd floor of my 5 story apartment building.

And yet no matter what preparing you do if you don't know the threat that preparing will essentially useless. During half a month in for some reason the doors in my apartment decided to gave up. I remember picking up my Glock when the first zombie came in.

The feeling I felt when I killed someone is nothing well it's better to put them out of their misery. But even tho they look human they are no longer us. By the time I shot the first one, a wave of zombies from 10-12 came in. I managed to snag at least 2 days worth of food and water. I managed to escape via balcony by slowly climbing down by using my neighbors balcony.

I then went to the ground floor apartment below me and found it clear and decided to stay their for the night. It turned out it was an apartment that wasn't occupied yet by a tenant so that it was empty even the water wasn't connected yet. I decided to take a break and look at my apartment the next day.

A day then passed after that I decided to check my apartment not before making a homemade spear from a broom that I broke. I checked my pistol and realized I had almost shot myself yesterday because the safety wasn't on, a single shot then I would be screwed.

As I arrived to my apartment I found it cleared, At that moment I raised my guard and went in I checked every corner before I did. Better safe than sorry after all. I then found all the zombies that went in dead with a clear slash to their head. I look at my kitchen to see if my food was still there. Surprise, surprise it wasn't there my water supply was still there tho. I took 2 water bottles and went to the 1st floor apartment I was staying at.

It was obvious it was looted of course it was. Some lucky twat decided to kill all the zombies in there and steal my food bloody great.

And now here I am sitting in my bed thinking of what should I do knowing I have a day's worth of food.