The Alpha Omega.

Breaking.

I drive towards Oakwood, a secluded, rich neighborhood. Remembering that a girl from my school was out of town, and luckily for me I knew exactly where she lived....

I turn into Oakwood, thinking I would be met with resistance, I have the Glock out. I drive slowly through the brick columns, seeing that nothing is in front of me, but bodies and zombies. I drive slowly, ready to throw it in reverse and drive out...

I go to take the first turn, then everything goes to hell. It's like they smelled me through the car, they started coming out of the houses... 100's of them, I turned around and saw behind me was already blocked by a horde.....

So, I slam down the accelerator and ramming into the few in front of me. I see the next turn, the last one p a half mile road to the house. I decide there's no time to be cautious, before taking the turn going 50 mph, hitting the brake as I turn the wheel....

"Thank god this car isn't top heavy." I thought to myself as I drifted around he corner, letting off the brake I slam down the accelerator and drive for the house. As I get closer I see that the house seems untouched, so I decide to slow down and pull up slowly. Making sure I don't make any unnecessary noise, turning behind me I see the zombies are a still at the turn.

I pull into the driveway, getting out with the AR, I waste no time. Pulling the mask over my face, I step out and speed walk to the door...

Readying myself for anything, I try the handle.
Locked.
I take a step back and look around, that's when I see it.
That one rock that doesn't belong anywhere on the porch, I turn it over and underneath is the spare key.
I sling the rifle over my shoulder, then pull out my pistol, trading light for versatility. I unlock the door, pushing it open....

Nothing.

I move inside then shutting the door quietly, before taking the first hallway to the left. I keep the pistol in front of me, moving quickly.

I try the first door: bathroom.

Second door: storage room.

Third door: garage.

I step inside, holstering the pistol and pulling out the rifle for light. I scan the ceiling, looking for the emergency cord for the door.
I find it and yank, looking outside I see that the horde is half-way here. I run to the driver's side, climbing in I pull into the garage, before jumping out and shutting the door as the first zombies arrived....

I slide down the garage door, before looking at the car.

"Do I unload my gear or keep it ready to leave?" Is the question I ask myself. I go to the driver's side and pop the trunk, before walking around and grabbing the KaBar. I decide it's safer to stay ready, not knowing if anyone had saw me pull in....

I stand up and slide the KaBar into the flashlight holster, realizing I need food and water, but not before clearing the house. I lift the mask off my face, needing fresh and unfiltered air. I breathe for a minute, before pulling the mask back down and walking to the door.
Shouldering the rifle, I step out and look left, seeing a staircase. I decide it'll be safer to clear the lower floor first....

I walk back to the living room, then moving to the kitchen I walk in and scan the room. Nothing, I move to the laundry room, then turn around...

Something hits me, feeling the gun fly from my hands and the air leave my chest....

Someone.... No something is on top of me. I open my eyes and see a woman, maybe 100 pounds soaking wet, was on top of me and winning.
That's when the teeth come towards my face and I accept my fate..... They never came though.... She was caught on the gas mask, I reach for the pistol and raise it to her stomach... Realizing this shot would attract every zombie within a half mile radius....

I use one hand to hold her by the throat away from me, using the other I take the gun and shove it downwards into her eye socket... I pull the trigger and can feel as the bullet rips through her skull....

She falls on top of me, dead now. I push her off and check my body, I'm covered in everyone's blood but my own.
I keep the pistol at the door, waiting for anymore in the house, knowing that they'd be drawn to the muffled gunshot.

After a few minutes I holster the pistol and grab my rifle, keeping it ready....

I look down and see that the flashlight is broken, before stepping out. I listen, hearing nothing but my own breathing.
I move quickly and make my way down the hallway, then I start up the steps. I get to the top and see four doors, then I approach the first....

I quickly realize the rifle is a burden during this situation, so I shoulder it and pull out the pistol.

"I need to memorize the rooms." I think to myself.

First Left: little boy's room.

Second Left: teenage girl's room.

I move back to the start of the hallway.

First Right: office, with a gun cabinet.

Second Right: parent's room.

I think for a second, then walk into the parent's room. I begin searching the nightstand, looking for anything to use as light.
Nothing, just a lighter and some tape. I pocket both items and walk out, thinking of the next place to search for a light source....

My mind draws a blank, then I look to the little boy's room.
I walk in and use the lighter as a temporary source of light, then I begin searching for crayons. I search drawers, the nightstand, and under the bed.
Then, I looked down, on the floor were three crayons. I lean down and see that the corner of the box. Just barely peeking under the door, then it moves....

I stick my ear to the door and hear a low growl. I pull away thinking, "Please don't be a fucking kid, I really need these crayons."
I pull out the KaBar. Holding it with the blade aimed towards my elbow, then I take a deep breath....

I turn the knob and yank open the door, then I watch as the little thing runs at me....

Whenever it gets close, I step out of the way and kick its legs, then as it falls I bring the blade down into the base of its skull.....

I pull the blade out and wipe it off, before crawling to a wall and sitting with my back to it..

I start bawling, not knowing what else to do, feeling horrible for what I did. I keep crying and eventually pass out, slipping into some kind of mental void.....