The Z Purge

Blood

It stands up and starts walking towards us slowly.

"Don't come any closer, I'm gonna have to shoot, STOP!"I shout. He keeps walking towards us.

"Stop I don't wanna shoot you!" I say. He's 2 feet away from me when I pull the trigger sending a bullet through his skull dropping him to the ground with a loud thud

I run over to Cathy and see if she's okay. I don't see her breathing. I then look up and see her throat was torn open. That thing killed her. I here a groan and look over at that is still alive. I walk over a put two more round into the back of its head, he stopped moving.

"What the fuck Jason, it took three rounds in the head to kill it, what the fuck is happening?" I say in a shaky voice. Just as Jason is about to respond, I hear Max yelping in pain. I run over to my apartment just in time to see a looter kick Max in the ribs. My blood boils, but before I could react Jason tackles him and holds him down while I run and get zip ties. I put them on his wrists and then I walk over to Max on the floor, a rib is broken and it looks like his front paws broken.
"You dare even think about hurting my dog asshole!" I yell. I grab my phone and dial 911. It goes to a busy tone.
"What's going with everything today."
"You haven't heard? The president has declared Marshall law." The looter says.
"Wait they did? why would they do that? I say.
"Supposedly when your infected and you die you become a zombie and start killing and eating people," the looter says. I was stunned, I think to myself was that what killed Cathy?

I cut his backpack off his back and start searching it, at the top is a flask which I open and smell, it's smells like grey goose vodka, I set that out I reach in again and pull out a pack of AA batteries, a red bandanna, a clip for a Glock, random other bullets, a black sleeping roll, a few cans of chicken soup, a play boy, a stack of 1,000 dollars and a med-kit. I grab the bandanna,playboy batteries, and Glock clip.

"First of I'm taking this stuff, since we're good people we won't kill your but if I ever see you again we will not be so nice." I say. Jason tosses me his knife I gave him early. I cut the zip ties off his wrists and stand him up.

"Here's your backpack, now get the fuck away from me before I decide to kill you where you stand." He sprints out of the open door and runs down the street. I go over to Max and he is laying down, I grab a muzzle and a couple pain killers I got from the vet a little while back when he hurt his back paw. I slip two pain killers into a half a hot dog and I hold it up to him and he start chewing it up. I sit by him and rub behind his ears for a little while the pill kicks in. I put the muzzle on his mouth so he can't bite me. Jason goes into my room and grabs a med-kit. He helps me wrap the dogs leg with a tight ace bandage to keep it straight and we can't do anything about his ribs. I pick him up gently and put him in his dog bed on the next to the couch.