June 2, 2013;6:08am:
(Recorder: ?)
?: Uhmm...hi? Is this thing working? Oh bloody hell its filming!
Uhmm my name is Pvt.Kerseyev Stradivnski, obviously I'm a russian mate, but I am always mistaken for a british mate because of my accent.
(recorder:Kerseyev)
Kerseyev: I'm a private soldier for the Vektor Essentials. I was paid to search for any survivors smart enough to live attacks like that, except this kid who almost took a peep at the underworld. I will be recording this today, because that old git right there is still out cold. We were attacked by those mutants last night at the tunnel and I managed to save this kid.
7:15am: I found a wrecked Wal- Mart here at Manhattan, I set the camp here and take cared of the kid I rescued last day. He was knocked, but not wounded, broken ribs maybe but no wounds.
( Hanzo woke up yelling)
7:16am: I grabbed his mouth to make sure no free food advertisement will come out from it. I told him about what happened out there. That he was already signing a house and lot at the afterlife when I pulled him back to this hell hole. He told me his name: Hanzo Last( I think I remember someone having that name too). I told him mine. I gave him food and water.
7: 27am: After eating, I told him that I'll go scanning the Wal- Mart for any hostiles and asked to borrow this video recorder. He agreed, on one condition, keep track of what is happening, and the all- important... time.
7:28am: I gave him the Raging bull type revolver with 8 bullets loaded onto it. Taught him how to shoot it properly and use it only on emergencies ( must avoid calling the horde).
7:31am: approached the vegetables area and found two feeders feeding on a cat( bloody hell). Grabbed a baseball bat lying on the ground and whacked the other one on the right side on the head.
( skull cracking.Blood splattering).
The other one looked at me straight in the eye and I saw the eyes of a soulless eater, empty eyes destined to watch life being torn by its hungry desires.
(whack!) ( something rolled on the floor) ( skull cracked) ( blood splatters)
I hit the dead so hard , the head did a 360 and flew .
The baseball bat was now filled with blood and curved.
I threw it.( klang!)
9:12am: I gathered enough supplies we need, instant food, instant weapons, spare clothes, gears, and the key to the car outside( probably the car of the owner).
10:00am: I finished my scouting and headed to Hanzo that was now crouching behind the wall.
He signaled me to crouch too, then I found out why.
(Recorder: Hanzo)
June 1,2013; 7:35am:
Hanzo: Whosoever got this recording, you are fortunate to stay alive. Everything changed around this world. Everything is dead...literally.
My name is Hanzo... Hanzo Last. I am with a soldier. We are searching for any more survivors out there. If you saw my mother, Lorelei Kawashima, Please go to the address at the very last recording. I'll help you in return.
7:31am: I managed to find another video recorder here at the mart ( I need to find another because that british mate borrowed mine).
YOU ARE READING
The Last Flight
Science FictionThe world is starting to die, little did Hanzo know is that he will found the culprit behind this abomination, A virus , to Threaten humanity's lives for all eternity...