Zore330

I remember it like it was yesterday. The heart-wrenching screams, cries for help, and blood so much blood. 

The day was August 10, 2026, I had just gotten my lunch from the cafeteria when I  noticed something peculiar. Various parts of the city were creating smoke as if fires had been lit, how I wish I didn't ignore them, how I wish I could have taken action that moment but I couldn't, and that's why I lost you. 

It only took a moment and everyone was in panic, right before my eyes was a scene I'd only ever seen in movies. They limped toward us and tore us to pieces, I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't believe it but it was true. 

I watched as one took a bite from you and watched as you turned to one of them. I still can't believe my hands were the ones that took you out. And I still can't believe you're gone.

The walking plague

Hannah, I thought as I woke up, covered in sweat and panting.

"Eva, is something wrong?" Hannah asked, waking up in response to my restless state.

"No, everything's fine," I reassured her, glancing around the dimly lit room.

"What are you looking for?" she inquired, her voice filled with curiosity.

"Time," I replied, my eyes fixated on her wristwatch as I gestured toward it. She raised her wrist to check the time.

"Mhh, it says 16:08. I guess it stopped working while we were getting away. Bummer," she remarked with a soft sigh.

"Yeah, that sucks," I agreed, trying to shake off the remnants of the unsettling dream. "We should go back to sleep."

"Right," she said, settling back down on the makeshift mattress, her head resting on it as she closed her eyes, seeking the solace of rest once more.

Morning soon came, and the sun's rays pierced the curtains, shining into my eyes. What a jerk, I thought, just because it's awake, everyone needs to wake up too. That's why I hate the sun.

I took a long shower and headed downstairs, wearing leggings and a crop top.

"Morning," Liana and Hannah said cheerfully, while Oliver just glanced at me.

"Have you guys had breakfast yet?" I asked, making myself a bowl of cereal.

"Yeah, all we have left to do is send these guys out," Oliver said, looking at the other three.

"Ohh, yeah," I said, heading to one of the cabinets. I wasn't going to give them something fancy or anything; the jeep would do.

They left around midday, and I started prepping my ride: a black military Humvee. It would hold up great during all this chaos.

I wasn't that great at mechanics, but I trusted my skills. All that was left to do was load the guns, food, and clothes. Easy enough.