The Unreal World

John: Start of Apocalypse

               "How did you get here?," questioned the man with the tear drop tattoo. "Cops," John said as he chuckled. "I know that I mean what did you do for them to lock your ass up man?," the man said frustrated. "I was going to become a rich man but two people from my crew were feds," John said sadly. "Ahh that must've hurt, I killed the man he beat up my brother," the man said happily. "Yup," John said looking down. He was in a blue prison bus, there was no way out only if you had a gun and you could shoot the lock from the back of the bus. Which no way John was getting in more trouble then he was.

           Screech! The sound of the bus made. It came to a complete stop. "What the hell!," the bus driver yelled. John peered over by the window. He saw hundreds of cars stopped on the highway he was the opposite side was just fine. Maybe there was just an accident John thought to himself. He was there for about 2 hours. He was already pissed, why couldn't he just be at the prison already. "I heard some type of infection was roaming around here before they cuffed me up," the man next to John said. "What we all turning to zombies," Johns chuckled. "Maybe some crazy shot has been happening these days," the man said nervously. John looked outside again and saw a man eating a woman. John thought he was just being paranoid so he ignored it.

            John soon heard guns cocking. He saw the two officers in the front loading up shotguns. "What's going on?," John yelled. "Don't worry about it," an officer said. John did not like what he see, only when something important Is happening officers load their shotguns. John started to tug his cuffs to see if there was a way out of here. He wasn't going to die today he never murdered before. John started to freak and felt his rage inside of him. He saw the officers pointed at the doors. John saw an old lady by the bus she was knocking. The bus driver opened the door.

           The old lady pounced on an officer and bit him. He started to bleed. "Ahh!," the officer yelled. The other officer fired at the old lady. Boom! John saw the shells fall to the floor. Everyone in the bus was panicking. The bus driver tackled his way out the bus and made the trip and shotgun slid near John. John picked it up. "What you doing man?," the man near John said worried. "I'm getting the hell out of here!," John said proudly as he aimed at the man's foot. He shot the leg until his cuffs were free from his legs.

           HE then shot the back door and kicked it open. He ran on the other side watching out to not run into a cannibal. If he was going to die, he wasn't going to be eaten. He was about to get hit by a car that quickly stopped. "Get in!," yelled Dylan. John ran inside without thinking. He tried to gain control of his breath to find out what was going on. "What is happening?" John asked. "I have no idea but I don't like one bit of it," Dylan replied.