Living is useless, especially when you are only living with one other person and everyone else is half dead. I'm quite surprised that we aren't dead already, and that these many people have already been halfway killed. They are really easy to get away from, just run to another safe place. Easy. We all run into camps with normally two people, I'm with Meme Man, or MM for short, mostly we walk around and throw eggs at the zombies, tiz a fun pastime.
"Hey Duck," MM said," why are you standing on the edge of a roof?"
"I don't know."
He laughed," Ah, I see. Well, the zombies are climbing onto the roof, and I have no eggs to throw at them."
"Now, this is an Avenger level threat. How did they know we were here?"
"I don't know. Maybe they can see?"
"Damn."
"We should probably leave."
The zombies were running after us, as we jumped from the roof to the ground. There was a small patch of leaves we had put there just in case something like this happened. The pile of leaves flew everywhere as we landed. The zombies jumped too, except they didn't have leaves to help them, so many had limbs broken off in the process. We ran across the small town that we were in. The loot box was empty of food but had a knife in it, so I grabbed it and threw it at the zombies. I missed them, but they went to chase it. Ever since the Muffin Mother had taken over, there was always an escape like that. But that also meant that the zombies had weapons too. One grabbed the knife and hurled back in our direction, hardly missing us both. MM shouted in surprise and started running faster, so I ran after him.
The road turned at a sharp angle, and most of the zombies got confused and turned around, but some followed. They were surprisingly fast, and smart. I looked in front of me and saw two more figures running at top speed towards us. I turned to MM who had noticed it too and looked scared. I looked back, and there was another group. Running at top speed from hundreds of zombies. The two groups of zombies were a mile behind us, and a mile behind them too, so when we got to the two people, we slowed down.
"Who... Who are you people?" one of them asked out of breath.
"Yeah, good question, who are you?" I said
"Uh... I'm Timmy and this is Jimmy."
"Ok I'm Meme Man, but you can call me MM. And this is Duck."
"Duck?" Jimmy looked confused.
"Yeah, you got a problem with that little Jimmy?" I said.
"No one panic, but we are all about to die. There are zombies everywhere!" MM yelled at us," We need to leave."
"Ok, y'all wanna stay together?" Timmy asked.
"Sure, let's go," I said as we started running.
Friends are hard to come by these days. It's usually everyone for themselves so sticking together isn't a bad idea. We looked around and found a nearby building, so we ran into it. The owner wouldn't mind because he was either hiding from everyone or was dead. We ran into an office room, and sat down, to stay quiet. They followed us in. I could hear them walking around the rest of the building looking for us. MM shifted and knocked down a chair. They all turned to look immediately. All of a sudden, a hundred zombies were chasing us out of a window in an office room. Jimmy and Timmy ran out first, and the zombies had enough time to grab me and MM and throw us across the room. I tried to run, but they wouldn't let us. They surrounded us both and just stared at us, probably about to kill us. Then Jimmy and Timmy came back, with weapons, VERY useful weapons.
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Apocalyptic Chaos
General FictionIronic that I'm posting this during quarantine but that's just a spooky coincidence. This is a story me and a few of my friends have been working on for quite a while now and is basically one big inside joke. Now, we've got hundreds of pages of apoc...