As soon as Jake heard the news, he knew. His whole life has led up to this point. He quickly ran upstairs to his room and rolled out the hidden drawer under his bed, which had all of his supplies. He knew he didn't have much time to do what he needed to do. He dressed out in his combat fatigues and loaded up his weapons. He knew where he had to go.
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At the hospital, the military's desperate attempts to kill the infected were not effective at all. All of their previous training hadn't prepared them for this. As soon as one was overtaken by an infected, the rest soon followed. The last one alive was in the helicopter. All he had was a Beretta M9. He tried to get the helicopter started up again, but it wasn't starting. He was overtaken by the undead, and his screams could be heard a mile away.
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The Final Few
HorrorJake was a zombie fanatic since he was 12 years old. He knows anything and everything about zombies. Or does he... He and a group of friends band together after the outbreak, calling themselves The Final Few. Willl they last long enough to actually...
