Sadira Demir: Dying Light Fan Fiction (On Hold)

Nearly a week has past, yet help hasn't arrived. You would think that they would evacuate the remaining survivors. I mean hell, there has to be more than a dozen people, maybe more, who are stranded here. Harran used to be so beautiful,but now it's just a complete waste land: buildings remained itemless and empty. Cars are piled up on the streets and bodies strewn about the city. The only sounds were of the dead walking about. Ha, yah! You read that right. The dead are alive here in Harran, like one big fucking zombie movie. Except you can't pause or stop it. It is kill or be killed! Yet, somehow I managed to be in Harran at the wrong fucking time! Lovely!