The Dead Are Among Us

Chapter One

You would think you wake up to a beautiful morning, breakfast made, all problems gone. Well that was what I had thought but damn was I wrong... Saturday night was a night I could live, party at my friends house you know alcohol, girls, getting wild, man that was the night. I vaguely remember everything justing getting buck wild that night and ended up waking up with a sore throat. My name is Johnathan or John for short, and I'm 16 years old. I can't really recall the past occuring events from last night but I do remember waking up in the middle of the road with a huge hangover. Passed out on the ground feeling the cold wind cover my body but thankful for still having my clothes on but my shoes decided to wonder off without my notice. 

"Never drinking that much again" I tell myself repeatidly while walking home still feeling wobbly. Not a distance, I arrive at my house within five minutes to time. 

"Mom! Dad! I'm home from Chris' house! You guys make breakfast? I'm starving" I hollered but no response just clear silence loitering in the air. "Mom! Dad! You here?" 

I stayed there for a moment but no response once again just pure silence. I walk into the living room and something was odd.. a tape.. Just sitting on the counter with a note reading "Please watch if found, John"  Whatever the hell it could be I decided why not watch it thinking it couldn't be possibly bad. The video showed my mom and dad sitting on the same exact couch I was sitting on, but they didn't look anywhere happy just depressed in the video. My dad was explaining evacuation and that they must leave because of a virus that had been attracted, which was spreading quickly. My mom was just letting my dad speak while she sat and cried not being able to say a word. Me thinking it was all a joke thinking they will just come out and surprise me. The video ended with them saying that they both love me and hope that I am safe. I stared at the tv and then started to laugh because I didn't believe it.

"Ha Ha! That's really funny!" I shouted but no sound. 

I kept yelling out but every thing I said had no reply to it. Panic started to kick in but I was still concern that it was a prank. I checked every room and closet in the house but I found nothing, but then I walked into my parents room. All I saw was a made bed but with cluster all over the floor.

"This isn't funny anymore! Just..You win! Come out!"  I yell but silence still lurks the air. I rushed to my parent's closet but it was nearly empty. "No no no this can't be happening.." 

Everything was gone it was cleared out but not just everything. A box had appeared in the top corner  shelf reading "IN CASE OF EMERGENCY" ontop of the smooth wooden case. I opened the box with the key that was on the side of the box to find a Berretta Pistol already fiiled and with three other filled clips on the side. In an instant I take it to my room and throwing it on my bed. Still in shock with everything thats going on I run outside to see if anyone is out there. There was nothing but just a misty air making sight invisible. I wondered where everyone could be so I started to scream out to get anyones attention.

"Hello! Anyone out there?!?"

The only sound that I heard was a growl I didn't know what it was but I hoped it was a friend or neighbor. Matt, a friend of mine, a typical stoner was the one who responded but no one can really understands what he talks about or say. 

"Matt! Damn finally see a familar face"  but he didn't respond all he did was walk up to me while growling. "Haha, Matt you got a nasty cough I hear to much weed this time?" but once again he just kept walking up to me not responding.

At this time I just keep asking him if he's alright but no answer. He's inches away from me but still not answering to anything that I say but when he looked up to I saw something else..This wasn't the same Matt that I knew..