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Reads 936
Votes 284
Parts 20
Time 1h 15m

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[highest no. 81 as of 02/05/17]


I woke up cold. I'm the last survivor from my fire team. I'm trapped in Canada after the war ended. I got up to look for food. There was a chicken on the Road. I gripped my knife tightly in my hands and approached. The chicken saw me and started to waddle away. I stood still waiting for the chicken to stop moving. When it finally stopped I leaped at him and stabbed him in his chest. I cooked him up to eat and in joyed the flavor...
 

I'll be trying to post a new chapter at least twice a week. Preferably Wednesdays and Saturdays. but if i dont just think that the next chapter will be longer :)



It happened everyone... 100 reads!!! We are currently at 708 [04/20/17 17:46]. I would be amazed If we can get to 1'000!!!! Let's do it!!!! I love all the support your giving me!!! If you like this story then you should read my others!!! :)

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Infected

"Cold metal was the first thing that I felt against my skin. Then came the sensation of being strapped down by my wrists and ankles. Why was I strapped down? My eyes blinked open slowly, in a daze. I saw men and women in surgical gear running around wildly. The blare of alarm pierced the fog around my mind and I saw emergency lights flashing. What was happening? I saw a woman, her brown eyes wild with fear, undo the straps on my wrists and legs. My head fell to the side and I witnessed one man pounce on the other, then a squirt of blood shoot high into the air as the first man bit into the others neck. I couldn't move without serious concentration, and even then, I could only move a little. I was helpless as I lay on this metal table. I knew that I was going to die. I was an easy target. I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevibility of the man to attack me. Nothing came though, and when I cracked my eyes open, I was alone in the room. What? Just then, I heard a loud bang and I saw a man with a gun burst through the door, an infected woman, the one who had just untied me, leaping at him. They fell into the table I was on, and the entire thing flipped. I was tossed onto the ground, landing hard. My head cracked against the concrete and everything went black, and the last sound I heard were the man's screams."