CHAPTER UNKNOWN
11:11 TO 11:11
My mind was reeling with confusion and grief. What was happening? My stomach growled loudly, reminding me of my hunger. I searched the house for any sign of food, but all I found was the number eleven written repeatedly on the walls and furniture. With no other choice, I ventured outside in search of sustenance. As I walked, I saw a small figure in the distance and waved desperately, hoping he would see me.
As I cautiously approached what's seemed to be a young boy, my heart began to race. With each step, he seemed to become more and more strange. His face was covered in blood, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over me. "Are you okay?" I asked tentatively, but instead of answering, the boy quickly began running towards me. My instincts kicked in and I found myself fleeing in the opposite direction, my feet moving at an astonishing speed. As I reached the edge of the house where Linda was waiting, I made a daring jump onto the roof, covering a distance of 30 feet that I would have never thought possible. I could see others scattered around the area, all looking disheveled and disoriented, likely affected by whatever had caused this chaos. It must have been something in the air, perhaps a change in the ozone that had awoken these dead human creatures in a crazed state.
I waited until they were far enough away before returning to the safety of the house. But as I entered, my heart sank at the sight of Linda's lifeless body on the floor. She had clearly been affected by whatever was going on outside. In a panic, I gathered anything I could find to barricade myself inside one of the rooms. I could hear eerie noises coming from Linda's body, and it only added to my fear and sadness for what she had become.
Desperate to express my feelings to her, even though she was gone, I wrote her a note with shaking hands.
NOTE:
I am so sorry for what has happened to you. I heard you calling out to me, but I couldn't wake up in time. Please know that meeting you was one of the few good things that came out of this nightmare. You were kind and brave and beautiful, and I will always miss you. When it's my time to go, I hope that the first thing I see is your smiling face. Rest in peace, my dear.
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