Part 1

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I wake up to silence, pure dead silence. I'm in a white room not the room I fell asleep in. I stand up and notice my outfit changed as well. I had black joggers a gray shirt as well as a gray slightly puffy jacket with thick black sleeves. A voice comes out of  no where and startles me. "You may be wondering what is going on so listen up. A few days ago we release a chemical in the water supply for most who drank the water you went to sleep and you didn't wake up. However there was a select group of people called the immunes who made it you are one of them. You are split into two teams blue and black to figure out what team your on check the tattoo on you wrist." I pulled up the thick black sleeve to reveal I was on the black team. "In a week the dead will reanimate and by the end of the 12 month period which ever team has the most player standing wins. The only rules are you may not wonder out of bounds or kill your team mates. Before we release you type in your name, age, gender and date of birth. There is a bag with essentials to last you a week and a rifle good luck." A keypad appears before me I start to type. "Corey Anderson. 14. Female. 3/12/2002." Popped up on the screen as I typed. I grabbed the bag and rifle as I was about to walk out the door. I opened the door and my vision turned black as I regained my vision I was outside. I saw a uhaul so I assumed no one would search it for food. For me it was shelter and transportation. I walk up to the door and open it a dead truck driver sat there his hands were still firmly gripping the wheel. I get in and use all my muscle to pull him out of the truck. Mid way through I think about him being their when the dead reanimate I place a tarp down where he will land if I ever get him out of this god damned truck. I finally get him out and his body tumbles down on the tarp. I pull the tarp under a car. In the front seat there's a window that opens to the storage section of the truck. I'm small enough to slip through it before I do I lock the front doors. I land foot first into darkness their was a small amount of light seeping through the window I came from I reached in my back pack till I felt a flash light. I grabbed it and flipped it on there was nothing in there.
A week later
Throughout the week I'd been collecting food and water. Today is the day the dead reanimate and according to the manual in my backpack our kill counts started today. A small device is given to us in our backpacks on the device is a chart that has numbers the more people you kill the higher your rank is. The chart had your rank, name, kill count and age. I check the chart I was the youngest in the game the oldest was 18. Everyone on both teams were still alive.

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