Welcome To Hell

Chapter 1- Dark Days and Darker Nights

[ Hmm, you're still here? Are you really sure you want to continue reading this dark tale? Very well then~  As you can imagine, life was drastically different at this point. Those not fit to survive as humans became one with the undead. The people who couldn't make sacrifices became one with the undead. It has been a month since Alex's life changing encounter with Hell's army of the undead. The young man is now in a small part of Florida. He's taking a much needed break from the constant cycle that is fight or run, kill, hide, and repeat. ]

"It's so calming, the rain". This sentence was repeated over and over in Alex's mind. The petite voice. The calming tone. It was only a memory, but he heard the soothing words as if they were being spoken right here and now. It was his mother, Annibel. She was his idol in many ways. When he needed guidance , he thought back to her words of wisdom. The young man eventually shook his head just a bit, trying to shake the sleep-like feelings he had. "I have to stay awake. There's too much to do right now. . " he said calmly. At the moment, he was in a forested part of Florida. His current place of safety was a small tree house. Being only about 20 feet above ground, and having only one way out, this literally was going to be a limited stay. "Hmmm," calmly, he thought of his supplies. Looking around the dark tree-house, lit only by the lightning every few seconds. He realized there were many canned foods. He collected small water bottles on his way here from his house. He still had his metal bat, and a machete with it's sheath/belt.