Ellie's Point Of View
As I made my way back to my apartment I could hear screams coming from all over the city. Panic ran through my veins. I never wanted this to come true. My nightmares are coming to life.
I need to get out of here.
I started running, as fast as my legs could carry me. People were running past me, fear was written on their faces. But I cannot focus on that, I need to focus on surviving this hell.
Finally I made it back to my apartment. My hands were shaking vigorously as I opened the door.
Move. Move. Move.
I packed about all my canned foods. Finally I packed my kitchen knives and the spare gas container in my hand. I heard a loud siren outside my window erupt. My ears ached from the loudness.
Need to get out now!
With my bags I raced out to my car. A knife in hand. My thoughts kept racing in and out of my head. Am I going to survive this? Will I die today? All I know is that I do not want to die like this. I need to live for Mrs. Dana. Suddenly, I heard the noise I was dreading.
Moaning.
I turned around to see an Infected man. Blood was covered over his neck and his mouth. His mouth then bit the air, clearly ready to sink it's teeth into me. He sprinted towards me, before I even knew what I was doing I plunged the knife into his head. I kept stabbing until he stopped moving and was on the ground. With a shaky breathe I unlocked my car and put everything into it.
Before I left the parking lot I thought of all the places I should go. I clearly need more materials. Aha! I started my car up and raced towards my friend's little shop.
Please still be there. Please, Jake, please be okay.
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"Jake!" I screamed with all my might.
"Back here Ellie! What's wrong?" Questioned Jake, I see him walk out casually from his office.
"What's wrong? Jake! There is a zombie apocalypse happening right now!" I yelled. Jake's face twisted into confusion. I huffed in frustration. "Jake! There! Are! Zombies! Out! And! About!"
"Zombies? Ellie, I-I think you've finally lost it mate." He said in a little chuckle. I then screamed, tired of his bullshit.
"Where is your t.v.? Clearly you won't believe me so believe the news." I then raced towards where he pointed at. I switched it on, the news already on.
"Alert! Alert! Stay inside! Infected humans run around the city! Eating whoever is in their sight! STAY INSIDE!" Screamed the news reporter. They then showed live footage from street cams. I turned my head towards Jake to see a horrified expression written all over his face.
"Do you believe me now?" I asked, in a serious tone. Jake's adams apple bobbed up then down. He then shock his head yes. "Get all the weapons, canned food, water, and gasoline you have." I said. Jake obeyed and ran into the back. I started to empty all his selves of weapons into his duffle bag.
"Do we need camping stuff!?" Questioned Jake, his voice echoing from the back. I rolled my eyes at his question.
"Of course we need camping stuff! Come on we need to go now!" I screamed. Jake then came out from the back with two bags filled with items.
Here we go.
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Author's Note
Hey guys, I'm really sorry for not updating this, I've been really busy with school and just it sucks bro, I'm even more tired of everything. But everything will be fine. Anyway I hope you like this chapter!

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