The Evolution

Chapter Two: My Story

My Name is Ryan Holland, the day of the outbreak I was at home; it must have been about midday. I got up from the sofa in the living room and walked into the kitchen, I stayed in an apartment on the second floor with my mother. She was at work at the moment; she’s a nurse at the local hospital. I was making a sandwich when my mom called, she said she has to stay at the hospital all night again, I didn’t mind she does it often; she is a nurse after all. I watched TV till about 18:30 pm  at that point I got in the shower and stayed in as long as possible, I love the feeling of the hot water hitting my cold body, did I mention it’s the middle of winter and its fucking cold outside. I must have got out the shower at about 19:00 pm. I had something to eat and decided to go to sleep early there was no point in waiting for my mom to get home.

I was rudely awakened by the phone ringing next to my bed, I answered half asleep  and heard my mom talking she sounded breathless and scared “baby! Alex are you there?” she said “yes mom I am” I replied.  “Baby they are here” she said softly choking up, I heard her take a deep breath “I just wanted to call and say I love you”  “mom no get out of there” I shouted through the phone with tears rushing down my face. “Baby it’s too late I’ve been bitten it’s only a matter of time” she said crying into the phone; suddenly I could hear the screaming and chaos on the other side of the phone. I began to cry “mom I love you” I said just before the phone went dead.

I sat in my bed crying, when suddenly I heard screaming in the other apartments and in the corridors. I walked slowly and softly towards the door, hearing every cry, every scream. When I got to the door I looked through the peep hole and saw the most horrifying creature right outside my door, she looked as though she was sniffing the air when she turned her head and sniffed towards my door. I backed away slowly praying she wouldn’t hear me, I slowly propped the dining room chair up against the locked door just for precaution and ran to my room. I switched my light on and put on a pair of dark blue jeans a black v neck shirt and my black hoodie, I grabbed my  black and white running shoes and put them on, I then took my backpack out of my cupboard and ran to the kitchen. I opened the fridge, luckily we always keep a lot of water bottles stocked in the fridge, I gabbed three and put them in the bag then I hurried to the groceries cupboard and looked for something I could pack to eat but all I found where a couple packets of dried fruits and a packet of crisps, I put it all in the backpack. Then I thought of what else I would need when I remembered the katana my friend bought for my birthday last year, I ran to the spare room grabbed the sword from the cupboard, using the strap I put it over my shoulder.

I then hurried into the living room and saw the picture of me and my mom, I took it out of the frame, a single tear coming down my cheek as I looked at it, I wiped it away with my sleeve and put it in my pocket.

I made my way to the front door and thought bitterly, I’m on the second floor; I looked out the peephole and could only see one zombie but I could hear two different groans every now and then. I couldn’t hear any screaming so I moved the chair away slowly and unlocked the door hoping they didn’t hear the click of the lock, I put my hand on the door handle, took a deep breath preparing myself for what was to come, swung the door open and ran out closing it again with my foot.  I swung my katana at the zombie running my way; luckily my katana was still sharp so it cut right through the fucker. I am quite fit thanks to regular gym workouts, I looked in both directions trying to find the other zombie, I swear I heard two in the corridor, I didn’t lower my sword as I walked towards the stairs checked up and down seeing nothing I started slowly walking down, looking behind me every now and then. When I got to the entrance of my apartment building I could hear the zombies moving around in the apartments on the first floor. I looked through the glass doors of my apartment building and didn’t see any very close by, the closest were across the street in the grocery store. It was dark so if I stuck to the shadows they wouldn’t see me, I hoped. I opened the door, as quiet as I can but when I got outside all I could hear was the screaming, it was chaos. I stood there shocked for a moment unable to move, when one came running straight passed me I swung my katana and cut the bastard in half, suddenly I felt anger, hatred towards them, I hated them for killing my mother. I needed to get rid of some anger; maybe I should practice on a few in the grocery store across the road I thought with a small grin on my lips.