Cannibal Slayer

Chapter 3 - Gun Powder

I see my first target. As the zombie stumbles towards me, I tremble and walk towards it. It growls more aggressive as it comes closer. Now its become close enough that I can make my move. I grip on to my knife with all my power. I rise it and stab it in its chest. Rotten blood gushes out and the beast falls. Yet, he stands back up. I raise my knife once more and stabbed it's forehead. It falls and lay lifeless on the grass. Must be the infected brain that kills them fully. I think to myself. I look both ways and the road looks clear. I feel guilt flush over my body, feeling like I killed a human being. But I didn't. I killed a zombie. It felt odd to know what I've done, but good at the same time, knowing that I defeated something. I jog towards my local grocery store, reminding myself my mom will hopefully be alive in there. I put my blood filled knife into my bag and take out my gun and fill it with bullets. The area looked pretty bad already, and this just started. Zombies were scattered everywhere so I was quiet as possible. I tip toe to the stores door and slightly open it. There was no human life to be detected in the store. Every dead body lay on the floor, looked about to be freshly killed. I search around for my mom. "Mom?" I whisper. I hear growls come behind me. I position my gun and fire at the zombies head. Perfect shot, thanks to my past hunting skills. I laugh with pride in my voice. I take steps to search some more but trip and fall over a dead body. Great! Now my arms gonna have a big ass bruise. I push my arms to work myself up but something catches my eye, A body on the ground. Same eyes, same hair, same facial structure, same clothes, as my mother. A gory bite on her neck, making me imagine the trauma she went through. I scream and cry. My mother is my whole world. Was. Is this supposed to happen? Is this just a dream? I cry until no more tears were left. The world can be unfair.