Hunter by day Pray by night (Dying Light)

Prolouge

I was awoken by my brother, with a meat cleaver in his hand, his face with the look of fear in his eyes. "There outside; get your arse up!" I jumped out of bed, the floor was freezing, my feet tingled from the cold.

I quickly dressed myself, I could hear the zombies moaning; getting closer. I grabbed my machete, and followed my brother. "What kind of zombies are they?".

"Looks like walkers, easy picking" he smiled, he loved killing walkers because they were easy to kill. anything more then a walker wasn't easy to kill. "What's the difference between a walker and any other zombie?". "Well; a walker mostly walks, barley attacks unless you let it, if you make enough noise they head towards you. Any other zombie will attack you on sight, smell or hear. Some can even climb, oddly enough".

I then paid my attention to the ones outside.

"How many are out there?" I hoped there wasn't many outside, I didn't have enough energy to fight many of them. "Not many; about three of them. We need to kill them quick" we both hid behind the door, ready to attack the walkers of the night, "You ready little brother?" he looked at me, waiting for an answer. "Yeah, lets do this shit".

I clinched my weapon and he slowly opened the front door, "Here we go", he burst the door open and swung at the walkers, cutting and slashing walkers and I swung my machete at a walkers head. One swing after another the walkers went down,I could feel the adrenaline rush as I slashed a walkers head open.

Then; after a few minutes of killing walkers, we were standing in a pool of blood and flesh. The blood turned the everything around us red, our clothes became drenched in blood. Soon everything stunk of rotten flesh, "Holy shit!" I was ecstatic, I haven't felt the much adrenaline since we were chased by a group of walkers, four months ago.

"Get back inside and wash up. But don't use all the water, we only enough for a full bath"

" I maybe your little brother but I don't use; too much water"

We both went back inside, to wash the rot of us. "This smells like rotten shit!" I moaned.

"Hey; Jonathon, don't forget to lock the door".

I then did what he was said, as I closed the door I heard footsteps coming in our direction, I slammed the door shut and put the wood block up.

"Hey Dwight, I think more are coming"

"Just let them pass, they can't get in"

Fifteen minuets later...

After we both cleaned up, Dwight then sat down in his chair, putting his feet up. He looked comfortable. "Do we have any beer left?" Dwight then got out of his comfy chair and walked into the kitchen and grabbed two beer bottles; "Last two enjoy it" Budweiser, piss in a bottle.

I spent the last daylight hours looking out the window, watching the sun slowly go behind the hills.

"Well if we have ran out on anything; it will have to wait until the morning search"plonking down on my chair, looking out the window.

Dwight joined me watching the sun go down. "Do you know what they call the sun when it goes down?" Dwight asks me this almost every time the sun goes down, "A dying light; my dear brother" "Well, lets get some sleep".