TWD survivors.

Mark

Even before civilisation started to
crumble and the world turned to shit. Mark was always a bum. He was jobless and his main hobby was getting high. Weed, ecstasy, cocaine, you name it, Mark did it. Mark's mom always got on his case about going to rehab and getting a job. When one day his mom stopped seeing him. And Mark was so out of it he didn't realise that the dead were up and walking the earth.

Shit! I knew I shouldn't have smoked that joint this morning. I'm such an ass. How the fuck am I gonna protect myself from the skineaters.

The dead were flooding through the store's entrance. 25 of them at least. Mark is starting to get cornered in the store and some of the dead were gnawing into Pete's still warm corpse just outside. In Pete's hand was a semiautomatic pistol.

I find myself starting to enjoy killing the skineaters. One of the fresher looking ones lumbers towards me and just as it gets within grabbing distance I swing with all my strength and the bat crashes into the side of its head. It tumbles away knocking over a couple of others. I laugh at how stupid these things are. But it doesn't last long because a woman corpse walks towards me at a fast pace. I swing for her head. It smacks against her rotten skull but my grip on my bat was too weak. It goes flying out of my hands and lands right in the middle of the crowd of dead ones. Fuck! This is it, I'm all alone and defenceless against at least 15 skineaters.

Outside a minibus pulls up and 3 people jump out. They hear a scream. They ready their weapons and run over.

They are getting closer and closer. I grab a corpse's head and smash it against the wall. Its head cracks like an egg. Another one walks over. I get ready to push it away but it changes into a 6 foot teddy bear. But wait what teddy bears have rotten skin and blood dripping from its mouth. Shit! Its too late its mouth clamps down onto my wrist and tears a chunk away from it. I scream in agony, and I kick it away. I glance around and spot 3 silhouetted figures by the door, 2 of them are holding m16 carbine rifles. They shout a warning then they fire short steady bursts into the skineaters with unerring accuracy. Within seconds the muzzles had stop flashing and the dead had stopped moving. But those few seconds seemed like an agonisingly long time. The 3rd figure turned out to be a black-skinned woman who is wielding a katana. Is she some sort of ninja or some shit? I ask myself. She offers me her hand and I take it. She picked me up with more strength than I was expecting.

I start brushing myself down and then 2 corpses jump out from behind her. And if with reflex reactions she slices one into 2 pieces. She shoves the 2nd one into a wall which causes it to fall over. She plants a boot on its chest and stabs downwards. Right into the skineaters skull. I see a thick coil of rope and I go over and grab it. I start tying it round my arm and I attempt to use it as a tourniquet. Then before she can react I grab the black woman's sword and cut of my arm at an attempt to stop the infection. I scream in pain and black out.