Chapter 1

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As we were driving. We witnessed a number of events, one being a deer running in front of the RV and a zombie eating one of them on the side of the road. I just went on as if this would become a normal thing.

"So Cassidy what did you do before this godforsaken world came into play?" I ask her.

"I worked at a Kohl's Department store." Cassidy stated.

"That's neat, I worked at a Sprint store."

We kept quiet as a mouse while riding down the road, some people never heard the message so there was some people still driving on the roads, we were driving on the highway, when this Dodge Challenger comes barreling down the road at probably 110 mph, he crashes into the car in front of us, I slam on the brakes and I am propelled through the windshield, due to crashing into the crash.

I wake up to a squirrel on my face smelling me. I look around and there is no sight of anyone, I hear the moans again, those terrible moans that I heard back at home. I look and then there is one right behind me, I back up as I try and pull my revolver out of its holster, only one problem, it wasn't there, I look around and see it about a hundred or so feet away, so I continue to back up and draw my hunting knife, I stab him in the chest and knock him down but he gets right back up and moves again, so I put the next one in his head, then he falls and stays down. After I killed that zombie I walked and picked up my revolver checked to see if it still had bullets and it did, it had a bullet that was shot, so either someone shot it and ran or it went off while I was flying through the air. I walk back to the road, and see the RV sitting there with its front end gone, I see a body with long brown hair flowing down, I see the body in a pool of blood, I roll the body over and it was Cassidy, I quickly pick her up and run her into the RV and slam the door, I set her down on the bed and shake her gently.

"Hey Cassidy, you ok?"

"Cassidy?"

"Oh no, come on. Come on. COME ON!"

"Oh man, not now, please don't. Please."

I had to've been sitting there for about three hours and then I heard a moan, not like the one from back home but a waking up moan.

"No, no, no, no please! Please don't!"

I get up and check her pulse and she has no blood pumping. She opens her eyes and moans, she has the cloudy gray eyes, and looks at me reaches out and rolls over and goes back to sleep, a relief was wonderful, so I went into the kitchen and saw a lot of zombies walking towards the RV I jump to the floor and draw my knife and revolver, stay there and look around. There is a knock on the side of the vehicle, then there was more and then it passed they were all gone, I look to my right and there is a shadow over me and I quickly jump and put the knife through its head.

Then I hear a moan coming from where Cassidy is sleeping, I look over and she falls out of the bed, I rush over and pick her up and put her back up on the bed. I then walk to the kitchen and look to see what all is here I look in the cupboards and I see ramen noodles, some old stale crackers, cereal, chips, and some macaroni and cheese. I shut the cupboard and look in the refrigerator, and see only water, look in the freezer and there is French bread pizzas and that's about it. So I open up the cupboards again and grab the ramen noodles and begin to cook them, I put boiling water in a saucepan, put the noodles in and let them cook. Next thing I know is Cassidy walks behind me and sits down at one of the table, and puts her face in her palms.

"Rough night huh?" I ask her.

"Yeah, just wondering though, how long was I out?" She asks.

"Only a few hours. I was out for a while as well, I went through that front windshield though, landed in the woods a little ways out there, got confronted by one of those "zombies" or whatever they are called" I tell her. "oh and make sure that you hit them in the head if you want to take them out."

"Why is that?"

"Well I stabbed one in the chest and knocked it down out from under its feet, but it got right back up, put one through its head and it went down and stayed down. It seems to only work there for some odd reason." I tell her.

"Okay, I will....keep that in mind." She tells me.

I walk over and hand her a bowl of ramen noodles.

"So do you want to stay an extra day or would you want to move out in the morning?" I ask her.

"An extra day if that's fine?"

"Yea it's perfectly fine. I'll use tomorrow to look through everything and all the cars in the vicinity."

We both have our own bowl of ramen noodles and then we go to bed.

We wake up the next morning and I get my knife and gun and walk out the front door only to be confronted by five zombies, I stab the first one in the head. The next one comes right after and I kick it backwards to give me some more time, I get the next one, then I draw my gun and shoot the rest in the head. I then reload my gun and walk out the door, and look inside the car right next to the RV. I look in through the window and see nothing, luckily the door is unlocked, so I open the door pop the trunk and look in the glove box. All I found was a small box of matches, some rubbing alcohol, a few plastic bags, and some used toothpicks. I keep the matches and rubbing alcohol and put them in my bag, then I move on to the next car, this one was a red Toyota Camry, with a few dings and dents in the sides, probably from when it crashed, but I look inside and happen to see a bag of unopened chips, I attempt to open the driver door but it's locked. So I decide to smash the window open, I unlock the door, open it, grab the chips, and look around some more, I looked in the glove box and found an atlas, so I put the 10 freaking pound thing in my bag. I look in the center console and find a GPS, I take it out and turn it on praying for a signal. The GPS was beeping, then it got a signal, and I was playing around with it and found where we were, we were 10 miles outside of Johnson City, Tennessee. I look around in some of the other cars, and I found a tool bag in the last one and that was about it. There was a hammer, some nails, a miniature sledge hammer, and some guerrilla glue. So I walk back to the RV and I open the door at about sunset, to find Cassidy in her bed asleep, I walk over to check and make sure she still has a pulse, and if she is still breathing. She was fine but I woke her up. Then after I woke her up she asked me.

"Hey what'd you find?"

"Just a few things nothing really too interesting. Oh yeah I found out where we are."

"Oh where are we then?" She asks.

"We are 10 miles outside of Johnson City, Tennessee." I tell her. "Just a question, are you okay with us walking there tomorrow? Or at least start."

"Yeah that's fine. We'll need a good nights rest though." She states.

"Yep, and I am hitting the hay too, so g'night." I tell her.

"Good night."

We wake up the next morning and walk outside the RV only to be met with a huge group of zombies, I slam the door and they start rocking the RV. And then it knocks over, falling on some of the zombies, busting through the windows. The zombies were still alive, they were growling, and snarling, and reaching through the windows with their arms. I get up from my position, and Cassidy gets up from hers, and I look at her and say.

"What do we do now?"

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