Point Blank

The zombies came about a month ago, nobody saw it coming. One day it was as peaceful as it could be on the west side of Chicago, Illinois, but then it was like a switch had flipped. People were screaming, mothers were crying, then they came. Crawling and scrambling over parked cars. When they caught up to the people, they scratched and bit them. Some people fought back, but others weren't so lucky.

I saw it coming, I saw the horde, I heard the news. It had started up north across the border in Canada, then slowly, it came down into the U.S. Nobody knew how it started, nobody knew how many had died, but everyone knew that it was going to destroy all of us. Almost immediately after the zombies came, people started setting up bases, places of refuge. I had found one a couple miles out of Chicago a few days after the zombies had come, I took my brother. Later, when we were walking, my best friend Jacklen found us.