Zombies were supposed to be a joke.? Something that you see on movies or joke about with your friends.? Unfortunately, for some reason or another, they became real.
No one knows exactly what happened.? Some say it was an experimental rabies vaccine that didn't work right, some said that it was a newer, deadlier version of mad cow disease.? Some say that it was the heralding of the Apocalypse.? It didn't matter, all that mattered was that zombies were real, and they were here.
Within days, almost every major city had reports of zombies.? Within a week, the infection spread.? By the time the military mobilized, their numbers were too great to contain.? Heavy weapons were too risky to use in civilian populated areas, and infantry could just as easily become victims.? They had more success in less populated areas, but there as just too much ground to face the horde at every front.
The objectives quickly changed from extermination to containment.? Air travel was shut down, and any planes were either shot down or redirected to containment camps.? Safe locations established and their locations were broadcast on the TV and radio.? The military abandoned us in order to preserve the lives of those lucky enough to be evacuated.
Since then, there hasn't been any news.? Aside from the endlessly playing list of safe locations, there hasn't been anything.? For all we know, the so called "safe" locations had a containment breach and have been overrun with zombies.? They could write the cities off as a total loss and just nuke us into oblivion.? There's no way to know.
It's up to us to save ourselves.? Either by escaping to one of the military's positions and hoping it's still safe, or by hiding and waiting for the zombies to die.? No one is going to save us, so we have to save ourselves.
I just hope we make it.
No one knows exactly what happened.? Some say it was an experimental rabies vaccine that didn't work right, some said that it was a newer, deadlier version of mad cow disease.? Some say that it was the heralding of the Apocalypse.? It didn't matter, all that mattered was that zombies were real, and they were here.
Within days, almost every major city had reports of zombies.? Within a week, the infection spread.? By the time the military mobilized, their numbers were too great to contain.? Heavy weapons were too risky to use in civilian populated areas, and infantry could just as easily become victims.? They had more success in less populated areas, but there as just too much ground to face the horde at every front.
The objectives quickly changed from extermination to containment.? Air travel was shut down, and any planes were either shot down or redirected to containment camps.? Safe locations established and their locations were broadcast on the TV and radio.? The military abandoned us in order to preserve the lives of those lucky enough to be evacuated.
Since then, there hasn't been any news.? Aside from the endlessly playing list of safe locations, there hasn't been anything.? For all we know, the so called "safe" locations had a containment breach and have been overrun with zombies.? They could write the cities off as a total loss and just nuke us into oblivion.? There's no way to know.
It's up to us to save ourselves.? Either by escaping to one of the military's positions and hoping it's still safe, or by hiding and waiting for the zombies to die.? No one is going to save us, so we have to save ourselves.
I just hope we make it.
He sighed as he read the except, before tossing it back into the street. Who knows, maybe it could give some poor soul some hope. In all likelihood, the writer was already dead or zombified, and clinging to their last written words wuldn't do any good. Besides, it would just weight him down, and the food he had collected was already doing an exceptional job of that. So D-, no, Zero, set out to his hideout.
It was easier to just forget his old name for now. Easier to dissociate the relatively comfortable time he was The old him was gone, he might come back some day, but for now, there was only Zero.
Sighing again, he glanced around the currently empty streets, before heading back to the bookstore. There wasn't anything too valuable there, so it was safe from street gangs, and he had fortified the second floor to repel zombies. Plus, there was always something to entertain himself.
Noticing the sun was starting to fall, Zero slug his sack of loot over his shoulder, and readied his bat. It was going to be another restless night.