CHAPTER 1:
It’s been five days since the horrible nightmare that changed the world. I feel hopeless and tired. I am tired of running away for hoards of zombies that wants to eat our flesh. Many people around me died these past few days. I watched them being torn apart by zombies, like my friend Sarah. She was very dear to me, I grew up with her. She knew me more than anyone could know me, but now she’s gone. Last night I saw one of the zombies grabbed her arm and started to feast on her. As every second pass, the numbers of the zombies attacking her grows. I should have helped her, but I can’t… I was too afraid. I watched her screaming and begging for help as they feast on her flesh. Slowly tearing her skin, taking chunks of her, she suffer more as they slowly separate her flesh from her bones. I ran away with the tears from my eyes, I was very frightened.
I’m starting to think that there will be no tomorrow for me, that I could die in any moment. I can smell death everywhere. I can hear people screaming, Zombies groaning, and helicopters flying over the city. It’s a total chaos and destruction. Gore is everywhere, bloods and flesh of dead bodies are scattered over the streets. Bodies of men and women, children were mutilated. I can still see their suffering although they’re already dead… or are they?
On the first day of the virus infection I was watching the news. They said that the virus causes flu that can animate the brain and turn the target into a mindless puppet that has a vile hunger for flesh. They have a powerful virus from their body from the “E-virus”. One bite can cause a fatal fever, which can turn anyone into a mindless-monster. Monsters that was dead, with pale and with a grotesque appearance. It was hell being chased by the infected, and on the streets. You can’t see anything but destruction and gore, it’s like the ones in the video games and movies but this one’s for real. Thick black smokes coming from burning houses covered the sky. Cars were destroyed and abandoned on the streets. The city streets that were once filled with busy people are now filled with zombies.
If you ask about me, well I am Phin and I’m a survivor for five days of hell.
