The Unreal World

Dylan: Start of Apocalypse

                 Dylan was in his crappy apartment. It was all he could afford as he had to be on the down low. He couldn't be spotted by cops. It had passes a month since the heist. He saw in the news John was guilty and is being sent to max penitentiary state prison. Dylan didn't know how he could live anymore. He had none of his useful equipment. He has to use burner phones to prevent cops from finding him. He decided to go take a drive around the state see anything useful. He got in his red rented car. He started to drive around seeing sights.

             "Crap!," Dylan shouted to himself. He took the wrong turn and is now on a highway. As he was driving he saw a man on a field eating something. Dylan could not make what it was. Screech! Dylan quickly turned his wheel as he lost focus to the road. He almost rear ended a truck. That wouldn't been bad. Dylan probably wouldn't survive especially since he was going at seventy miles per hour. Dylan tried to make out what he saw but kept freaking out. Was it really a human eating a human. There was no way that could be happening.

              Dylan quickly hurried back homed. He needed to get some sleep. Once he arrived he fell into a deep sleep. "Hey man!," shouted John. "Nothing much, recovering from my injury," Dylan said. He recently got mugged walking down a street alone. "I was wondering would you like to earn some money?," John questioned. "Sure," Dylan quickly replied. "K so there's this job we need you to hack these security cameras and we're going to rob this gold shop. Everything inside is gold we could make a decent amount of money," John said. "Sure if that's all I have to do what's my cut?," Dylan asked. "20%," John replied. "OK I'm in," Dylan answered.

        Beep! Beep! "This is an emergency broadcast we recommend everyone hear, there's has been some type of zombie outbreak people are eating other humans be careful out there stay n you homes if you don't want to get shot by the military forces, thank you and have a great day," said the news reporter. "Crap!, What am I going to do," Dylan thought. Dylan thought of heading to the desert so he ran to his car. He checked his gas and it was almost empty. He would have to fill it up.

                He rushed to the quickest gas station. "How much?," said the man who fills up the cars. " $30 regular," Dylan replied as he handed him his visa card. He impatiently waited not knowing what was happening. He saw a man with a broken foot walking towards the man who fills up the cars. "What is that?," Dylan questioned in his head. He soon saw the man with the broken foot bite the man. "Ahhh!," shouted the gasman. Dylan saw his gas was done. He quickly ran outside removed the nozzle and put the gas cap in and closed it. He got in his car and shut the door. He steeped on the pedal to get out of here. He couldn't help as he didn't know what was happening. He quickly started to drive away but made another wrong turn.

      As he was driving he saw the opposite side of the road was full of cars. He was glad he wasn't headed that way.  He soon noticed more cannibals eating people. "What the hell is happening!," Dylan shouted. He quickly steeping on his emergency pedal. He saw an old friend in an orange jumpsuit. "Get in," Dylan said. John quickly scurried in. "What's happening man," John said nervously. " I have no fucking idea, only that people are eating other people with some type of infection," Dylan replied. "Where are we going?," John asked. "Anywhere but here," Dylan replied.