I didn't know how long I was out, all I could really remember was a great pain before blacking out. Was It they guy trying to shoot me? All I knew was it hurt and what ever happened next could be my last. I woke in the middle of the church on one of the seats with still a massive pain in my head, as I went to stand somebody walked in.
I thought he could have been the guy on the roof but he didn't look anything like him, he defiantly wasn't part of the guys who killed everyone at the farm because he was too old and he just didn't seem like them. He had a short grey beard and a mostly bald head, his body was quite big and his clothes looked perfectly clean like he hadn't seen the apocalypse at all. He didn't say anything at first, all he did was stare at me probably wondering why I was being shot at.
"I'm sorry I hit you over the head" He grunted "I thought you were trying to rob me"
"What about the guy shooting?" I asked
"He left, I thought he was trying to shoot me"
After I got to know him it became more obvious why he was in the church that the bandits were in. His name was Dave and he was the priest at the church before all of this happened so as soon as he found out that there was nobody he I guessed that he just came back. He was still heavily religious and thought this was all a test by god but as I had lost my religion long ago so to me it was just words. I think I knew Dave though, for some reason he reminded me of someone but it was probably just that he lived down the road to me or something.
Suddenly as I looked over the doors of the church swung open and the guy from earlier smashed in with a shotgun shooting as us, luckily we got down before any of us got hurt, I look up to see if he is coming towards us and before I could even see if he was near I saw that he was next to where Dave was and shot just leaving silence in the room.
I tried to reach for my gun but it wasn't there and all I could guess was that Dave had it on his dead body. I jumped at the guy taking him down to the floor and made his shotgun go half way across the room. we both ran from it trying to push each other over at the same time so that one of us could get there first. I got there and pulled up the shotgun to his face but then he jumped and grabbed onto my throat, I tried to kick him off with no luck so I picked up the shotgun and pushed it up against his head and pulling the trigger.
I went over to daves body to find my gun in his pocket and already loaded, Just as I was about to leave the door of the church burst open with a crowd of the dead, ready to kill.
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Turned: Shattered Memories Of Yesterday
HorrorWhen the world that we know today brings us into the challenge of survival as the dead once return to their place on the earth, but not to live but to hunt. We must fight our way to survival and take back what was once ours. Cover art by @evilsheep