Don't Go To The Camps

Zoey Freeman wakes up alone on a park bench, with no memory of how long she's been out or why the world feels... wrong. The streets are empty. The sky is quiet. The air is too still.

She doesn't notice the chaos at first-just the silence.

Then she sees her best friend Maria attacking children like an animal. Then a dog, dead but still moving. Then a gardener smearing his face against the patio door like he knows Zoey is inside.

Her home is empty. Her parents are missing.

This is a work of fiction created by me any, similarities to the real world is just pure coincidence.