The Great Unknown: A Survival Story

Chapter One

The first to wake up was a girl. She had brown eyes and dark brown hair. The girl sat up and rubbed her eyes. It was pretty bright out and it was almost too much for her.

Where am I? She thought to herself. A boy wakes up moments after her. He had Caramel colored hair and two different colored eyes. One brown, the other blue. He shields his eyes from the sun with his arm.

"Where are we?" he asks her.

"That's what I'd like to know." she replied, standing up. As she stands a note falls out of her pocket. The boy picks it up.

"Dear Noah and Charlotte, I know you're probably wondering where you are right now but let me explain...we sent you two on a mission. A mission to survive in the wilderness. On the back of this note is a list of things you will have to do. Good luck."

"Who is it from?" Charlotte asks, looking over at Noah, who is still sitting in the grass.

"Hmm it doesn't say." Charlotte takes the paper from him and looks it over.

"I wonder who wrote this." she says. "Maybe the person that wrote this is the same person who sent us here."

"Probably." Noah says, who is now standing next to Charlotte. Charlotte flips over the paper.

"Well, the first thing on the list is 'Build a shelter' so I guess that means we gotta get some wood."

"But to be able to chop down trees we need an ax." Noah explains. "And maybe some other tools for other things." Charlotte nods.

"How do we make an ax?" she asks. Noah facepalms.

"Woman, have you forgotten that I'm pretty much a master builder. I can make an axe in less than five minutes, we just need some sticks, some stones and some vines."

"Let's get collecting then." Charlotte says. She kisses Noah on the cheek and then walks off toward the woods. Noah smiles, walking close behind her.

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"Okay, this should be enough materials." Noah says as he puts everything into his backpack. He stands and looks over at Charlotte. She is leaning up against a tree. Her leg propped up and her arms were crossed across her chest. She was smirking.

"What?" he asks. "Is something the matter?"

"No," she replied, walking over to him. "It's nothing."

"Okay," he says. "Whatever you say."

"Let's get back." Charlotte says. She looks up at the sky. "The sun is starting to go down."

Noah nods. "Yeah, we should get back and start building a shelter."

They walk back, holding hands, toward the spot where they first woke up to the new world.

Later that morning, Charlotte was sitting in a chair that Noah had just made not even five minutes ago and now he was working on the walls of the house with the hammer he had made. He also made an ax, but that was in his backpack.

"When are you gonna be done?" she asks. Noah was standing on a ladder he made and didn't look away from the wall he was hammering. He looks to his right and sees a zombie in the distance then turns back to his work.

"This will probably take me a few hours, at most." Charlotte sighs and gets up off the chair. She looks off into the distance and sees the same zombie Noah had seen, only a moment before.

"Hopefully that zombie doesn't come over here." she says. Noah turns toward the zombie again.

"Yeah, hopefully." They both look away from the zombie. A few minutes later, Noah looks back in the direction the zombie was.