Chapter Two

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Matt looked at me as if he was in a trance. His eyes were pale white with a pure black pupil in the middle. His skin looked pale as if he hasn't eaten for months. What really triggered me was how bloody and dirty he was.

"Hey..Matt you ok? Should I get help?" I asked but he just kept getting closer.

After a couple of moments Matt snapped and charged right after me while blood was spewing out of his mouth and nose. The growling got worse as loud as a lion growling in the wild. I tell myself this isn't right at all. I try my hardest to calm Matt down by yelling at him to stop while I was pacely walking backwards but he doesn't listen. Matt launches at me and I fall back but I'm trying to crawl back away from him. He continues to try to attack me seemingly trying to bite me.

"MATT! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

Matt managed to get on me but I pushed and kicked him away from me. I looked for the nearest thing to use as self defense before he manages to try to get on me again. Right before he tries to attack me again I luckily found a brick and crush it onto his skull as hard as I can. Blood splattered all over me, I pushed Matt's dead corpse away from me. The brick was still in my hand because I was so shocked that I had just murdered my friend, but it was for self defense though right? He attacked me and I didn't want to end up hurt or dead right? I didn't intend this to happen it just all happened all of a sudden..My eyes stared at the bloody brick for a couple of second then I threw it far away from me. My feet were struggling to stand because of how sick and wobbly I felt. As soon as I got up I looked at Matt's body still stunned of everything that happened.

"I'm sorry.."  were the only words that came out of my mouth.

After looking at my friends corpse I ran back to the house locking the doors and leaning against it while slowly slumping to the ground. This whole time I thought it was some prank when really it was just reality. I started to tear up, I was all alone my parents are gone and I just killed my friend. Feeling that everything would be easier to just end things right there and experience no more torture. The thought just kept coming into my mind, maybe I should just do it? Their was a picture of me and my mom and dad on the floor next to me, I stared at it for a couple of moments. 

"If I end things now.. then maybe I won't get to see my parents at all..maybe their is a chance?" I whisper to myself.

I got up and convinced myself that I will fight through this and find my parents. Wiping away my tears like a sobbing girl an idea popped into my mind. My parents should at least have their cellphones with them, so I decided to call them. Everytime I would call both of them it would go straight to voicemail. Numerous times i keep calling but nothing at all. Frustrated as I am I throw the phone across the room seemingly hearing that it's broken. Still dazed of everything that's occuring I turn on the T.v. to see any news reports going on. Only one channel had something while everything else was blank, that one channel had a blue screen with the words reading "PLEASE EVACUATE" in white. 

"Are you fucking kidding me!" I shouted while throwing the remote.

Now what, no help at all and i'm all by myself. I walk all around the house trying to think what to do. Am I the only one left in this town? state? earth? My parents didn't leave no letter or anything where they will be just a video telling me they left and hope that I'm safe. My thoughts were in a frenzy. I grabbed my cellphone and called all my friends but no one would answer. Hope was fading away. I laid down on the couch for some moments wondering what to do. 

"Relax John...Relax" I tell myself repeatidly

Slowly I was drifting off to sleep but within the next 10 minutes I heard a loud bang on the door. Waking me up in an instant I run to the door and look through the peephole to see anything, their was nothing. The hell could that be though? Was I just dreaming or... Then again the banging happened one more but this time it was upstairs. I ran to the kitchen to grab a knife to defend myself. After I got it, I started to walk slowly up the stairs. The noise was coming from the bathroom and the closer I got the noise got louder and louder. Maybe I shoudn't check it out, it could be anything but curiousity got the worse of me. Now I was face to face with the door, my hand on the door knob. My heart was racing so fast I was about to pass out.

"Well here goes nothing.."

I open the door lunging the knife in the air. I look to see and it was... just my cat.. I forgot all about my cat, Oscar. 

"Shit, Oscar got me scared for nothing.."  saying, relieved

While my cat walked away I went into my room and laid down. I realized I can't stay in this house anymore so the only thing I can do is leave. It was time for me to start moving on. I grabbed my duffle bag and began to start packing all the things that I will need with my cellphone, clothes, medicine/first aid kit. My clothes were still splattered with blood so I changed Into black longsleeve shirt, jeans, and converse shoes while putting on a black bandana on my head. Their was something I was forgetting.. I looked everywhere and I finally  saw the box with the gun in it. I put the box in the bag and began to headed down the stairs. The picture of me and my family was on the table and I grabbed it and put it in my pocket. I put food for my cat because this will be the last time I will see him.

"Bye Oscar"  saying, while watching him eat his food

I wanted to take my cat but it would slow me down. I looked around my house one last time and grabbed my bag and head out. Still foggy and misty outside making it hard to see. Matt's body still in the same position but a thought came into mind. I grabbed Matt's body and dragged it to my back yard. My mom had a garden so i dug up a hole for Matt and put him there. While patching the hole up I started to tear up again because just a few days ago I would go to his basement to get stoned with him, while my blue eyes would turn into blood shot red. 

"It was nice knowing you, Matt.." 

I looked at the grave I made for him for a moment and then left. Now it's time for me to encounter what's out there in the real world.

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