When I opened the door everything seemed to be quite normal. Except for the deathly silence consuming the hallway. I contemplated whether I should take the stairs or the elevator. Presuming the possibilities of the elevator I realized that taking the elevator might not be such a great idea for three reasons. One, there's an entire hoard at the bottom, but then again that could happen with the stairs too. Two, the elevator could get stuck halfway down, causing me to rot in that stupid tin bucket we call transport. Three, the dang thing most likely doesn't even work anymore! But with the stairs, that's a completely different story, and it's probably my best bet. I shuffled my feet to the end of the hall and peered around the corner of the wall separating me from the stairs. As I peered around the corner, I saw something. No, not something, someone! I yanked my head back away from the corner, stepping back in shock. Who would be out when the zombie apocalypse was happening! I mean, other than me. I peeked back around the corner, and when I did I noticed that the figure wasn't there anymore. I scooted to the stairs so quietly that no one would know I was there. I got to the first step and began to go down into the world below. Where nothing was right with the world anymore.
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The Dead Walk
HororA teenager in an infected world has to defend himself at all costs, fighting the rotting creatures that surrounds his home and newly made friends. Also its a nice gory horror story to get engrossed into. I hope you enjoy!
