NO HUMANITY

The most perfect day ever...

I strolled through the park on a perfect, sunny weekend. The sun glaring hard on my skin, giving me a feel of its warm glow. It wasn't cold nor crazy hot. The weather was just right. The laughter of children could be heard from the playground. So much joy radiating off them, you can't help but smile. Just as I couldn't think anything could go wrong...

The laughter had turned into blood-curdling screams and the atmosphere turned deadly cold. I stopped, frozen in place as I stared at the huge object eclipsing the sun. I felt the hairs on my neck tingle with the instinct to run, but my body wouldn't move. In my head, I kept yelling to myself to 'RUN'. It wasn't til I felt a tear fall down my cheek that I could start moving. So I headed towards home. How convenient is it that I live alone? No one to worry about. No one to care for. My heart sank at the thought of all these people I'm passing by. They're running too. Running to find their families, running despite not knowing what could happen if they don't. I shook my head trying to focus on one thing, survival.

When I got home I ran to get my emergency hiking backpack - flashlights, batteries, a universal radio, first aid kit, fire starters, pocket knives, rope, preserved foods, water bottles, a tent (foldable), emergency blankets, and finally my emergency tool kit. 'What? I was very into zombie movies, so I like to be prepared...' After I also packed extra clothes, I still had a little space in my backpack for one more thing. I grabbed it and shoved it in there, zipping the stuffed-backpack up. 'Just in case.' I get into my car and zoom out of the city. Going far away as possible.

As I'm driving I pass by cars piled on top of cars, buildings burning on fire, and the anarchy of fear-driven people. I turn the radio on, "There has been what seems to be a mysterious Nuclear object coming towards California! Everyone evacuate the city! Find underground safe houses! Stay sa-!" I turned it off. My heart beating faster than ever. I glue my eyes to the road. "Keep going, go far away as possible." His words ring in my mind. It's funny how two completely different situations, can have the same moral.

Run.

×=×=×=×

I see people going down an underground tunnel. My heart slows down a little at the sheer hope of survival. I drive over to them. SPPPTTU SPPTTU SPTTU- "No No No No!" I scream hitting my steering wheel. My stupid piece of junk car just died out on me! I panic as the last person goes in and the hatch doors are about to be shut. I quickly throw on my 80lb hiking backpack and grab my machete from under the passenger seat. "Wait!" I scream, shutting the car door closed. Adrenaline pumps through my veins as the thought of my only chance to live on, is about to be taken away from me. "Hey, wait! Please! Wait!" I yell sprinting full on towards the bunker. I finally reach them breathless and panting with sweat slicked all over my face, neck and limbs. "Got... any more... room?!" I manage to speak between breaths.

They nod and usher me in, closing it shut behind them. "You're one lucky son of a bitch!" A gruff man with tattoos calls out as he slaps my shoulder. "We were just about to lock it up til I saw your scared-ass!" I look at him in disbelief still shocked I made it.

I hold my machete close to my body as we walk down the tunnel and enter another door, which got sealed up too. We entered this huge concrete room about the size of a high school gymnasium that had four tunnels with metal doors. Looking around I saw vents spaced around the walls and signs above each tunnel; Bathrooms, Cafeteria, Storage, and Control Room. Men, women, and children scattered about the room distraught. Some wailing on their knees holding onto the family they have left. I turn my head to look anywhere else. My eyes fall onto two people in a corner. A man around my age of twenty, and a girl who looks in her teens. They seem the most held together group here. I walk up to them, the man shields himself in front of his... sister? I chuckle, "Woah there, big guy! Geez, just wanted to say hi." He looked at my machete and cocked his head. I set it down slowly. Then stuck my hand out, "We good?" I smiled a pearly white grin.

He loosened up a bit but didn't move from his spot. The girl came up from behind him and shook my hand. "Candice. I'm this doofus' sister."

I smiled and nodded. I waited for the man to introduce himself. Candice smacked his arm, "Ow- I'm Cayden." He answered annoyed. There was an awkward silence. "Hellooo, we told you our names. Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" I looked to see Cayden staring at me with a small smile forming. 'If you couldn't tell- I haven't gone out in awhile...'

I blushed out of embarrassment, and then cleared my throat. "Avaceli." I muttered staring into Cayden's eyes. My body went stiff as my head filled with distasteful memories of who had given me that name. I started walking to set up camp, hoping to clear my mind by doing something productive. I could hear their footsteps behind me.

Then the room shook. Harder than any earthquake we ever had before. I looked behind me and grabbed Cayden and Candice's arm. I ran over with them to a tunnel under the doorframe. "Stay here. If you need me, scream. Got it!" They nodded their heads quickly. I told them to hold my machete and backpack. I ran off to get the other people in safe places.

×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×=×

So yeah. Starting a book like this... Wish me luck!

Avaceli = (Ah-va-cell-ee)