The Escape

Chapter 1

November 5th, 2014

I just got home from school. My mother and step-dad were sitting at the table talking. I ignored them and threw off my shoes to the rack.

"Hi Dylan!" My mom said

"Hey D"my step dad Jim said.

"Hey"'I said quietly and opened up the fridge.

They turned on the tv. The news, as always, was on.

A reporter stood in front of a hospital.

"Several people are I'm the hospital because of an unknown virus. Doctors say that this virus is like nothing any scientist has encountered before"

The camera turned to a man in a lab coat wearing glasses. "The virus is inside 28 patients in this hospital alone. 114 other hospitals have reported having this disease inside the area. Symptoms include: sweating, heavy breathing, aches, headache, and spontaneous outbursts of violence." The man said.

The screen went back to the reporter

"Many are giving prayers to the infected. There is no current cure and symptoms do not wear off. This is Diana Smith, reporting".

My Mother shut off the television.

"Dylan, grandma and poppy have it."

My heart sank with fear.

Grammy was 69, and poppy was 72. They most likely wouldn't survive.

"A-are they okay?" I said upset

"Yes, for now, at least. They are experiencing all the symptoms except the violence one. They are receiving the best treatment possible."

"Good, they better be fine."

I ran up the stairs and put the news back on inside my room.

The camera was dropped on the ground. I could see the reporter and other random people running like loons.

Then...then I saw one of them.

His skin was a disgusting greenish-yellow. His left ear was falling off. Puss oozed from his mouth and eyes....he had blood all over him.

He lunged at another woman and tackled her to the ground...and sank his teeth into her neck.

She instantly stood up about 10 seconds later.

She looked exactly like the man.

Her skin was gross. Her eyes were melting and oozing puss.

Her ears were bloody.

And her neck squirted a yellow substance from the bite wound.

She opened her mouth and spoke "da-mee-en..." In a rugged and scratchy voice.

Then she attacked someone off the screen.

Horrified, I turned off the tv and ran downstairs to see my parents on the floor whimpering. My step-father was holding on to his head saying "make it stop, make it stop, make it stop, make it stop, make it stop" over and over like a madman. My mom was sitting Ina corner crying.

Blood was oozing from her ears.

"Mom! Jimi! What's wrong?!?!?" I ran to my mother.

She swung at me and looked me in the eyes.

Her left eye was green and blood was falling from her nose.

She whimpered out "D-Dylan....go....find kyle.....I-" she fell onto the ground and her entire spine make a cracking noise. She tried to stand up and bite me.

By this point all I did was run out the door.

For some stupid reason, I grabbed my nerd sword....I guess I felt safer with it....after all....I was only 12 back then...

I ran and ran as fast as I could up the road to kyle's house.

A car had crashed into the building opposite of his. It was on fire along with the house.

I ran up to the front door and knocked like a madman.

Across the main road, a grown-up had stumbled off his porch and was walking towards me.

There was a big SPLAT as he was hit by a truck, that then only seconds after, crashed into the Lincoln memorial school, causing it to collapse.

The door to kyle's house swung open as his little brother, Anthony, stood there holding a rifle.

"Dylan! Did it happen to your parents too?!?!?"

I didn't say a thing, just ran inside to see his two dead parents on the floor. They had gunshot wounds to the chest and were still bleeding. Kyle was sitting on the couch holding a kitchen knife with blood on his hands.

Anthony looked down at my hands and saw what I was holding.

"Nice weapon dude."

I looked down then dropped the sword embarrassed.

"I don't know why I grabbed it." He let me inside.

"Follow us" Kyle stood and led us to the basement. There was a door that had a combination lock on the side of it.

He opened it by typing in the code 12, 53, 24.

It was amazing inside. All sorts of food and water supplies that could last a year.

"We're staying in here for awhile, hopefully until this all blows over. We don't know if you want to also, but your welcome to if you do" Kyle said as Anthony walked.

"Sure. What the hell." I walked in and so did kyle.

"You sure? We'll be here for a year or even longer"

I looked at the ground then back at him.

"Lock it down"