Zombie apocalypse thing

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I sprinted thought the streets that had been abandoned long ago. Too long ago. I could hear its footsteps from behind me. I turned down a random alley, not realizing that it was a dead end. I knew the whole town like the back of my hand, but when I wasn't looking, I could take a wrong turn.

I looked back for a second and saw it a few steps behind me. I ran into a wall. It stopped a foot away from me. It was about to bite me and then I did the unthinkable

I bit it first.

The decayed skin on the zombie returned to a more natural looking color. It turned back into a human.

"What the fuck just happened? How the hell did you know that it was going to work?" he asked. He was staring into my soul.

"I-I just fucking panicked, dude!" I responded. My voice was scratchy from misuse. I was the last person who was either alive or had been bitten.

Jeff, I had learned who he was, and I started to bite zombies when we saw them. Soon, we had a whole army of people willing to bite the zombies before they bit us.

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