"Shit, whats the code again?" I fiddle with the gun case, "was it... 2873?" CLICK! the gun case swings open. I slide out the magazine and slide in all 8 bullets. I run over to the window. I point the gun at the group of 3 zombies. BANG... BANG...... BANG! "Holy shit I'm better than I thought! Got two in the head." I'll just use this hatchet to finish him off, no need to waste ammo, only got 5 bullets left.
I open the door, hatchet in hand. I slam my hatchet into his throat. Blood squirts out.
DING! I get a text.
"Get to the high school, we're meeting up" They say.
"Okay, I'm going to go to the store first, we'll need to eat y'know?" I reply. No reply.
I hop in my car, slide in the keys, turn, and.... dead. "Well great" This day only gets worse. "Well it looks like I'm walking"
I get to the store to see 3 zombies hoarding the door. I pull out my gun, point BANG BANG BANG. "Nice, all headshots." I open the glass door to see a half empty store. "Looks like I'm not the first one here," I quietly whisper to myself.
As I turn the corner I step on something. THWIP! Suddenly I'm thrown upside down. I see the rope tied around my leg. I hear footsteps come. A strange guy laughs. He wears ragged clothing, his arms are covered with needle scars. His skin is a weird pale color.
"Well what do we have here?" He says with a creepy laugh
"Ah you can shove it!"
"Ooooh, you're a feisty one!" He says as he pulls out a machete.
"That's it, I'm done with your shit!" I pull out my gun, he lunges at me. BANG! Blood splatters on the wall, BANG! Thud, his head slams against the floor. I take my hatchet and swing at the rope. "Looks like I'm out of bullets," I say to myself, "This machete will will come handy eventually."
I finally get to the isle I'm looking for, and I start stuffing food into my bag. "Oh god, this stuff gets heavy fast." Ugh I am not going to like the walk back. Well alright, It's a half mile walk, I can do that.
As I keep walking I notice something, It's.... oddly quiet. They isn't the sound of cars driving in the distance, There isn't any kids playing in the street. I guess those days are over. I haven't seen anyone alive except for that creepy dude back at the store.
Ow, this bag is really starting to hurt my back. And holy crap it's hot out here, I need to get to the school right away. It'll be cool in there hopefully.
As I approach the school I see Faith, she starts frantically waving me over. "Oh god she's in trouble!" I race towards the door. She looks really distraught. She might be getting attacked. As I get closer to the door she yells out "Hurry!" I get to the door.
"What's wrong?!!!"
"Nothing just wanted to see you run" She blurts out in a laugh.
"Oh you asshole! I thought that you were in trouble!" I say through my panting, "Ugh whatever, it's hot in here I'mma open up a window"
About 10 minutes later I hear something outside. "Is that Taeh? Oh god she looks like she's in trouble" She jumps up towards the Window and I grab her arms. As I'm pulling her in I notice that a zombie grabbed her ankles. I chop down on the zombies wrists.
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Survivors of the Horde
General FictionA group of teenagers survive a horde of zombies, killing almost everyone in their small mid-western town. How will these teens react to finding out their friends survived? How do they survive? How long can they survive? Read to find out. Note: sorry...
