Z-Day

Chapter 2- Ultimate Preppers

Chapter 2-Ultimate Preppers

December 22, 2012

New York, USA-

People say that they think Christ rose up 3 days after his death because of the sun. From December 22 up to 24 the day and night cycle is the same, no differences between them since the sun stays in the same place. But, on December 25th it starts to move again and the ancient civilizations were joyful again and thats the reason why so many gods rise 3 days after their death and are born on December 25. How does this relate to my day? Well it seems our God had just started to “die” and im pretty damn sure I don’t want to wait for 3 days after what happened today...

  Claire has just woken up with me on guard the farm when we heard some rattling in the house, particularly the basement. It was a disgusting place to go to, infested with rats, cockroaches and rotting food...all of which made a really powerful stench. We heard the rattling from behind the old, rustic bookshelf. Ralph and I took out our weapons just in case it was a Zombie. Just to get it over with, I just took down the shelf with no hesitatation. A bunch of rats and roaches come flying out from a hole. I investigate the hole to make sure there is nothing of harm. Suddenly, a skeleton comes out of nowhere and lands on me. Out of panic, Ralph shoots it but isn't it obvious that he shot me instead. Man did that hurt... I shout at the top of my lungs and shout at Ralph for he was just staring at me as if he were frozen! Ralph finally moves and helps me to the couch where Claire bandaged me, put alcohol and all that. Lesson learned, dont give Ralph a crossbow. I am still badly injured. I just sat on the porch to guard.

About a few hours later, Claire and I went for a supply dash at New York, not that we were low on food but just to get medicine for me and we wanted to check up on what was once the great city. Boy, was it a horrible sight. The buildings, lit on fire; the roads, filled with trash, corpses, and abandoned vehicles; the city, a mess. Chaos spread throughout the city. Panic took over. Now New York is a time bomb for who will stay. If you stay, soon enough, you will also turn into a zombie. We parked the car at a abandoned building so it won't be hijacked. We arrive at the supermarket minutes later. I saw that people were fighting for food and water. Claire and I just got as much medicine as we can from aspirin to pain killers to allergy pills. Suddenly, we heard loud screams and shouts from the other end of the store. I saw a lot of people ran away, screaming. I check the other side of the supermarket.

And there I saw it, it was unlike the others. 8"3, large body, overgrown muscles, huge yellow teeth, and an appetite for what is in front of it. This monster zombie is like no other. It chases me through aisles and throws at me the merchandise. I immediately call Claire begging for help. She arrives in an instant and starts to shoot the zombie with her crossbow. I yell,"SHOOT THE HEAD!!!". I learned about that in movies. Cause sometimes the lead actor is just stupid and doesn’t even do that. Claire pulls the trigger and she hits the eye. I shoot the other eye and the monster falls. I strike the head just to double tap it and then make sure its finally gone. We ran out as soon as we can when the monster fell to avoid more of them coming.

We got back to the farm around dawn. We managed to get some canned food and medical supplies from the supply run but not much of use really. We came to the house and told Ralph what happened in the supermarket. It becomes worse by the second. We go to rest after this awful day. Light should come.

December 23, 2012

New York, USA-

Good morning. Well not so good in fact. Hearing what’s on the radio, it’s all over. There is no cure anymore. This is now a war...

  Ralph and I went to finish the perimeter fence around the barn and Claire decided to clean the house. We eat breakfast but only little to conserve our food. I power my CV Radio and try to contact anyone who is still alive. A couple of truckers from Atlanta responded to us they said that the safest place to be now is in Fort Knox. The Trucker said,”They’re taking in refugees and they also have supplies to survive and clean water. Atlanta is now a hell hole. My family and friends are gone. Im going to Fort Knox and you should too”. I told Ralph and Claire about what the trucker said. They said,” What? Will we stay here? It’s up to you Michael” “Well it sounds pretty sketchy to me. I mean, Fort Knox?! It sounds like they’re only letting the President stay there. The place is full of gold for crying out loud! I don’t know about you guys but I’m staying here. If ever Fort Knox is taking in survivors they probably will kick some out. There would be no space left!”. Ralph said,”I’m staying here. It does sound pretty sketchy.” Claire also decided to stay.