Mutant Uprising

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In the distance I could see a gas station with a few zombies on the forecourt. I quickly glanced at the fuel gauge and saw that I had only a half a tank remaining. I decided not to stop for gas or supplies due to the potential danger. Half a tank of gas was more then enough to get home anyway. I continued down the road before taking a turn on the main highway out of town. However it wasn't long before I noticed a mass of vehicles blocking the road ahead. The combined sound off all the honking, shouting, and screaming was deafening. Nobody had kept to their lanes and cars were packed so tightly that not even a bicycle could squeeze through. The blockage extended so far down the road that is was literally impossible to discern what the cause was. I decided there was no point in waiting for traffic to clear, and that without the jeep driving off road was just too dangerous. I headed back the way I came and turned off the highway at the first exit. I soon found a safer, albeit less direct way home. As I sped down the disturbingly quiet back road, my mind began to wander. Without the distraction of imminent danger I began to remember the horrific scenes I had witness just an hour ago. Images of mangled corpses flashed before my eyes, and my head began to spin.

I swerved on the wrong side of the road, just as another vehicle pulled out from a concealed entrance. I braked sharply but it was too late to avoid a collision. Amazingly I wasn't seriously injured, but my ride was badly damaged. I walked over to the car, and opened the driver's door. He was unconscious but didn't seem to be badly wounded. As I wandered what to do next, I noticed three large bite marks on his upper arm and realized it wouldn't be long before he became one of the infected. I decided to leave him and continue on foot. After a half an hour of walking I started to recognize my surroundings and knew I would soon be home. There were several different routes I could take. I decided to get off the main road, as it would undoubtedly be dangerous in such a heavily populated area. I decided to follow the train line instead since it ran not far from my house and would be totally deserted. Sure enough I didn't see another soul. I finally arrived at my neighborhood, exhausted. I knew that my house was just a little further down the street, but the area was swarming with infected. Most of them seemed distracted by what survivors remained, but I knew it was a matter of time before they noticed me. I remembered a small ally way nearby, one that would take me most of the way home in relative safety.

I entered the ally way and as expected, it seemtotally devoid of life. However, as I walked past a large dumpster an infectedold man stepped out of the shadows and tried to grab me. I grabbed his shoulderand pushed him backward, narrowly escaping being bitten. I had bought myselfvaluable time, but it wouldn't take long for the creature to regain its balanceand come at me again. I turned to come back the way I came, only to see anothergroup of them had followed and are now blocking my retreat.