"Alright, butt nuggets?", I called to the others, eating a few cookies that we recently took from the supermarket. I spat it out immediatley. It was mouldy.
"Guys, all of this food is rotten.. We're gonna have to stick with canned food. Considering it's been over a year since this hole zombie thing started, most of the food is rotted away."
"Can anyone hear me?" I continue to drive as i adjust the headset "If anyone can hear my transmission, my name is eliza, i was apart of a huge group of survivors. But i got cut off from them. Please if anyone can hear me respond"
"Eliza!" I shout into the radio. "We're at a kind of camp in a big house by the road, the bus should be outside it. Be safe!" I take the headset off and put it down, waiting for her to come back.
*starts crawling to kitchen, tries to open cabinets* need... something... anything... *moving rotten food around trying to find medicine* crap... wait.. *looks in his pocket, finds a small bag of pills, reads the tape* pennicillen... im alergic to it though... maybe an eppi pin is what i need!*shoffeling through cabinets faster, making alot of noise*
I walked outside. It was raining. I wondered what it was all for. Life. Our mere existence, what were we still alive for. I took myself into an abandoned building with my desert eagle, my favourite weapon, with just one bullet in the magazine. I planned to take my own life. It was the only plan that made sense anymore. The world had fallen apart and the remains were slowly decomposing around us. There was no point. The cure had gone, and there was no way that we could rebuild society after all that it had been through. I would miss the group, of course, but I doubt that they would survive this. This was where the human race ends. I was not a coward, I was strong for doing this. I went to the top floor of the ruined building and looked over at the delapadated city. I saw groups of hungry walkers roaming aimlessly and my heart sank. This was it. I held the gun up to my head, then~
WHOOSH! All of the babies in the world blasted through the windows and attacked me with their hidden blades. I battled the babies for three days and three nights and I eventually beat them all. After feasting on their fingers, I finally brought the gun up to my head. I did a little dance, and then BAM. I fired. Then I thought, my final thought: "YOLO". And everything went black.
I felt a shiver go down my spine. I ran outside into the rain and realised someone had left without letting us know.
Looking for any tracks, I could barely see anything.
I went back inside and shouted "Hold on guys, someone's left us and I'm going after them."
Jumping on the nearest motorcycle I found, I put turned it on and drove off. An instinct told me they went right on the road, so I drove into that direction.
After a short bit of time I found a wide building with about six floors and a hell of a lot of zombies.
"Crap. Oh well, time to bite the bullet." I drove right into the doors and hopped off, running up all the stairs to the highest floor.