When Humanity was Lost (New)

Rules

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So alot has happend in a year you would not believe. But that's how I formed my rules. They keep me alive and I have lived by them and they have worked so far.

1 year ago

#Rule 1; don't trust anyone

It's been three weeks since I have lost my family. Most of everyone has finally figured out that chaos is not the point but the again the phsycos are the ones that have survived.

I have no food I ran out of that yesterday so I'm slowly starving myself.

I lay on my bike and I here a rustle in the forest and I grabbed my 9mm. Three men come out with their hands up.
"Hey kid! You bit?" They asked
"No" I reply
"Want food?" One asks
"Please"
"C'mon we have a camp".
"Thanks"

We were walking and everything went black all of a sudden and I get thrown over someone's shoulder and all I can do Is regret this really bad decision.

I walk up tied to a chair and a guy punches me across the face. Ow! I know I mustn't say anything or else it will be worse. How do I know? Because if I had an annoying hostage and they kept complaining and crying I would hit harder.

A guy comes in and he says his angry at his wife for leaving him and he punched me and I spit out blood. I'm a human punching bad.

After a few hours of being beaten the leader came in and chained my hands up on top of my head.

He whipped me , telling me how his family is dead. Soon he leaves and I focus on the blood that's dripping down my back. I broke I started crying. The door opens
"P-please don't h-hurt me" I whimpered

It was a 23 year old and I knew what he was here for. I struggled against the restraints. I wanted to scream but nothing came out of my mouth. He walked towards me and he smirked.

For 3 weeks I was beat and raped and luckily fed. I'm tied to a chair and my head seems to heavy for me now so I close my eyes since the other one on swollen shut.

The door opens up and I looked at the person who might have come in.
"Please" I said shaking uncontrollable.
"It's me Storm" I look up and see Jace
" Your here!" I said
"Ssshh let's get out first." He said and when he untied me he helped me stand because I couldn't stand myself.

He got into his car and I saw him draw a gun and it almost hit me if he didn't have a bad aim. Wtf?
I get on my bike nothing touched. Guess you can't even trust your own best friend. You can't trust anyone anymore.

#Rule 2; never go out at night

I don't know how but at night there are tons of hordes that roam the street so if you want to die go out there be my guest.

I was driving at night to get somewhere and everything ached I couldn't concentrate. I try to turn around a corner but the bike slipped and the next thing I knew was that I was on the ground.

My leg was under the bike. I push it off with all the strength I have left. I stand up and a hand grabs my hair and pulls my hair and I hear the growling that can only come from a corpse.

I turn around and it had one eye, it's nose was croaked and his cheeks were split. I grab my nearest gun and put it right under its Jaw and pull the trigger and I falls to the ground.

I push my bike up from the ground and I heard growls. I turn around and a horde was coming straight for me. I get on my bike as hands try to grab me. I grab my machine gun and shoot all the corpses earnest to me and I turned and drove off.

#Rule 3; always have a weapon

The next week I stop at a gas station to put some gas in my bike. I go inside of the store to look for something to eat.
I go down each Isle to see if I can fine something.

All of a sudden an Isle wall came crashing down pinning me to the ground. I hear shuffling and a groan. SHIT.

I reach for my holster to get my gun and I frantically feel it's empty. I left it on my bike. SHIT!.

It's coming closer. I look down the Isle and see its heading straight for me.
I try to push the damn Isle wall of me but it's too heavy.

It's getting closer think. The corpse gets on to me and almost takes a bite out of my neck but I had my right arm holding it at bay. In the corner of my eye I saw a metal pipe.

I tried to reach for it with my left hand. My fingertips brush the pipe. I'm losing my grip. How the fuck are they so strong! I stretch further and grab the pipe.

I shoved it in its eye socket and it went limp on top of me. I pushed it off and wiggled out of the shelf. I get back to my bike.

That was way to close note to self always have a weapon in reach.

#Rule 4; never get bit

This is a basic rule and out of the obvious . Never get bit unless you want to turn into an undead freakazoid.

I haven't said anything in an entire year but I also don't want to. I get nightmares to what those guys did to me I just I just can't even think about it.

I wake up every morning with tears in my eyes. My heart ached when I saw my best friend almost kill me. How could he. But then again that happens when Humanity is lost.

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