Dayz: A story of Survival

Chapter 1: The Trail

Monsters. That's what remains of the human race. Flesh eating, psychotic, monsters. I see them everywhere. At home, at school, even in my dreams. They crawl out of the shadows, waiting, watching, hungering.

"Connor." My best friend Hunter nudges me so I wake up. I open my eyes to the brightness of headlights and the long, dark road. I'm sitting in the backseat of his Subaru, half awake and with a headache. I hold my right temple, trying to stop the pain. 

"You okay?" he asks. 

"Yeah, I'm fine" 

"We're almost there." says my other friend, Chris. He's sitting in the passenger set while Hunter drives. We're driving down a road trampled with cars and skeletons. 

"Salt lake city." I say. "I went to school here once." I remove my hand from my head. These nightmares are getting worse. We stop at a vantage point setup by the military. We stop the car, get out, and get our supplies from the trunk. We don't have much, a few guns, some food, and a couple make-sift pipe bombs. I made them myself. Chris grabs his gear first. An amber shotgun, a pistol, and a swiss-army knife. He's one of my friends from Michigan, so we picked him up on our way here. Hunter's up next. He's our gunman. His stuff includes a full-auto M16 assault rifle, a scoped .45 magnum, and a survival knife. I'm the last of the group. I got a bolt-action, scoped, .308 rifle, M1911 semi-auto pistol, and a machete. We grab our bags, and head out. I led us toward the city, walking through old cars, dead people and zombies, and through old buildings. 

"Stay here."I said. "I'll scout up ahead and see what we got." They stayed there and I went up ahead to scope out the area. Walking through some old buildings, I stopped inside a bombarded convenient store and saw something in the distance. I grabbed my rifle, looked through the scope, and spotted two figures in the distance. 

"I see you, ya little shits." I said under my breath. Before I could pull the trigger, I heard the stock of a shotgun get pulled back behind me. 

"Don't move" a voice behind me said. I slowly put my gun down, stood up, and turned around. I saw a guy wearing a bandana and a hood pointing a shotgun at me. 

"Should shot me when you had the chance." I said right before a tranquilizer dart hit me. 

(Hunter's POV)

Ten minutes passed by, no sign of Connor anywhere. I was starting to get worried. 

"Where is he?" I ask Chris.

"Probably stopped to take a piss" he said.

"For ten minutes." I started walking in the direction Connor went. 

"Where are you going?" 

"To find him." Chris followed me and tried to talk me out of it.

"What if he's dead? You'll be wasting your time." 

"He's not dead, I know he isn't" 

"How?" 

"He's a tough son of a bitch. I know He's alive" 

"Okay, but what if-" before, he could finish, a tranq dart hit him in the neck and he fell on his face. Another dart came and hit me in the leg and I fell to the ground. Before I passed out, I saw someone's face. 

"Bring back to base. We're feasting tonight." he said before I passed out. 

Hey guys, Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of Dayz. Me and my friends were existed to start it and I was happy to finish it. Thanks for reading. Don't forget to follow.