Hell Has Just Begun

Chapter 1: Before Hell Begun

2 HOURS PRIOR

We were pulling into the driveway when I heard a faint voice coming from behind the car. It was Max. He texted me before telling me he would come over but I didn't think it would be this early. Opening the door, Max ran up to me and got in my face expressing his excitement for a new up coming game. Something about Grand Theft Auto or something similar, I wasn't into games like he was, I was that person who played but wasn't addicted. Mum pulled the shopping out and was explaining to Max that I had a lot of homework to do. It was true. I hadn't done any and I've been slopping around at school and home. Now it was Sunday, the day before Monday. The day before I go back school life again. Yes, I just had 6 weeks off but It was hard, It was hard going from sleeping in everyday to waking up at 6 in the morning.

Closing the door behind me, we left the homework in the distance and begun our daily routine of gaming. After 20 minutes of solid gaming, a knock came present at the door.

"Boys, I need to go back to the shops, I forgot the noodles for tonight. (Sighs) I won't be long. Oh and Ryan, come down and lock the door after me please".

"Yes mum" I replied. 

So, I followed mum to the door and secured it behind her. 

"Max, you want anything to eat? We've got left over pizza if you want" I questioned.

Before there was an answer, several hard knocks came vibrating through the floor. Someone was at the door. Looking through the peek hole, 2 men in yellow contagion suits with large caliber rifles were franticly talking but stopped as I unlatched the door.

"Can I help you?" I asked confusedly.

"Boy, are your parents home?!, is there any one who is bitten? are you bitten?" roared the voice.

"Wait what? Who are you?, what do you mean bitten?".

"Sir, can you please answer question. Are you or anyone in the house bitten? Quickly".

Still confused I replied back, "No no but what are..."

I got cut off by the sound of a gunshot. Heads turned and we looked in horror as my neighbour had been blasted in the head. Body dropping, the 2 men in front of me disappeared into an army jeep which screeched up to the body. Another shot to the head and tires screeched off. What did I just see. I just witnessed a man whom I talked to everday be blown to the ground.

I slammed the door and darted up the stairs to Max whom was sitting there playing Call of Duty.

"Dude what was that sound? Sounded like a gunshot, haha".

Speechless, I grabbed his arm and threw him up.

"Ouch, what the hell, what is your problem?!

"Look". I pointed to the window and down at the body.

"What...the...f".

His voice was reduced as 2 army jeeps with machine guns sped through the street firing at the houses. Bullets poured out and hit the houses like golf balls leaving only the sound of screaming voices. People were running outside towards cars but would only make it so far. Houses were being swarmed with army men covered in yellow suits. I could hear the constant sound of groans and distant yelps. We ducked down and could feel the terror as our hearts pounded in our chests. 

"What the hell is going on?!" screamed Max.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit! What the HELL!" I cried.

Franticly rushing to the wardrobe, I pulled out a large backpack and threw open my draws.