chapter 1.

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A horde of zombies rammed into the door repetitively, as it was barricaded with a enlarged dresser. Felix panted heavily, spinning around towards his window, looking out. The streets were filled with the mutant zombies, wondering for mortal flesh to feast on. Felix's eyes widen in horror, clearly he was oblivious to this scenario until now. He turns to his younger sister, Donna. He took a hesitant deep breath, approaching and kneeling down towards her level as she huddled in a corner, shivering. "Donna, it's going to be okay.. I'll find is a way out of here." He insisted through the furious banging of the undead. He ran to the storage closet, scavenging. He grabbed a rope, along with a rock. he heaved the objects to the window. He poured superglue onto the rope, then wraps it around the rock. His head jerks towards the window, noticing a massive, metal pole sticking out of a window, where a apartment had been collapsed, debris should be keeping the pole steady. he grabbed the bedsheets from his mothers room, tying it around his stomach and squeezing his younger sister between. He takes the hanger, steadying it on the rope before taking the big leap. They slide on the rope, the both intending to not scream, but instead Donna silently sobbed. Making it to the pole, he then climbed into the apartment, pushing some debris away. he panted, the room was not only filled with debris, but with weapons, the previous owner must of been aware of the situation beforehand. he removed his backpack, loading it with the weapons before looking to the door. Ever so gingerly opening the door, it was silent. Some of the zombies must of been attracted to his apartment. He quickly, yet quietly rushed through the halls, scampering up the stairs until he had reach the roof. He looked at the other apartments roofs, they were closed in enough to jump across, and so he did. On the last apartment, the majority of zombies were attracted to the apartments. He took some hand knives, stabbing into the windows one by one to climb down. As they reached the bottom, he made a break for it into a bundle of trees, disappearing.

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