The Group and HER

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By now everyone is fleeing Times Square.
Those who have cars get in and drive somewhere this young lady doesn't know

Of course because this is the age of technology which gave birth to social media, there are people whipping out their phones to livestream and record the events taking place

"as you guys ca-can see those are zombies, REAL.LIFE.ZOMBIES!"-fat young adult livestreamer says while running and panting

I can't help but fall back and say something to him

"You should conserve your energy big man. Look behind you"

The livestreamer looks at his rear (not his ass but behind him) and suddenly he speeds up

"Damn Turbo!" I yell as his silhouette becomes invisible

I do not stay to tease the zombies and speed up like big man

[Whoosh]

A business man's hair plops to the floor

A teen running alongside the man burst into laughter "KEKEKE LOOK AT DIS DUDE" pointing at the man to his other friends

The teen is dragged by zombies
"Arghhh HELP MEEE"

his friends that were laughing with him turn pale and run faster

As he is getting eaten the teen curses at his so-called friends

"YOU BASTARDS! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KI-ARGHHHH!"

"Damn" I whisper

45 minutes later(remember this is the year 2600 and in this story there is advanced technology. Think faster trains ya'll)

Multiple people (those without cars) headed to buses and squeezed in there

I suppose no one went to the train station because the zombies came out of the q train

Because buses do not have a fixed time schedule, people squeezed in instead of waiting for the other buses to arrive

Thanks to that, I got the trains all to myself

I hoped on the train in line 4 that would take me to the bronx

56 minutes later

I think I'm lost

"What part of the bronx is this???"

I look around and all I'm surrounded by after walking for two minutes is nature

No building, no litter in sight

"It looks familiar but I got no clue where I am"

I hike up a hill and cross a prarie

Walking a few more and I see something up ahead

"A house?"

It looks well taken care of so I step on the porch

I look inside and there seems to be no one

[Shrugs]

Oh well, if I die, I die

as I head inside I smell a nice aroma

'It smells like gingerbread cookies'

Just like in the cartoons, the aroma makes me fly(except it actually does happen) and leads me to the kitchen

Arriving in the kitchen I'm faced with gingerbread cookies,blueberry pie and a glass of warm milk

I go up to the food and grab the cup

'The cup is cold, like its just been washed but it is steadily warming up'

'Considering the strong aroma those ginger bread cookies have,they have to be just freshly baked meaning someone just took them out of the oven

....or maybe im being too paranoid and the smell just got trapped in the room'

I stop analysing the food since i can only eat with my eyes and see with my mouth.

I wander and eventually find a staircase leading me to a basement

"Wow so creepy"

I do not get too close just in case i fall in

I walk out the house and start wandering

-----inside the house-----

Two young kids peek out the window

Bitch brat #1-"she didn't fall for it mother. She left"

The woman the little bitch brat calls mother is a woman with glossy straight long black hair and wearing an apron with a red substance splattered over it

Butcher mom-"gosh darn it, how am i gonna feed us now"

The woman wipes her bloodied hands on her apron

"Come help me chop your father up, we will need to preserve his other parts so as to last a longer time" the woman says to her children which prompts them to go follow after her to the basement

---6 minutes away---

[Smack]

So many mosquitos...

"Bruh...."

I just remembered.....I have a phone

I stand gobbsmacked and whip out my phone

"Ok ok, your girl has service...strangely enough"

'There must be a power plant nearby, I'm just not aware...'

I open my phone tracker and realize that im not in the bronx

"CONNETICUT?? How'd i get here??? I took line 4 of the subway!!"

"Tch"

Instead of retracing my steps I just call the police

44 minutes 14 seconds and .8 milliseconds later....

[Sirens]
[Whoop Whoop That's the sound of the pow-lease]

"Are you the police from conneticut?"

The officers confusedly stare at each other

Officer 1-"yes we are. You said you stole some money from a house?"

"Yes sir" confidence is key, period.

(It's 2024 and I'm cringing at what I wrote lmao)