Undead Tales

9 a.m. my clock rang to wake me to start my day. I was ready for that new job. I needed it. I was almost broke. I finished getting ready and ate a quick breakfast. I still had about 25 minutes so I turned on the news. They went on rambling about politics and the economy.

I was never interested in politics and usually ignored it. The news suddenly interrupted and said it was breaking news. They were talking about mass murders going around country to country. They said it was mainly cannibalism and everyone is to stay indoors and keep their houses boarded for protection. I did as they said and boarded up all of my doors and windows. I went to my safe and grabbed my ASP pistol, my first-aid kit, my machete, and all of my pistol ammunition. I tried calling the people I was going to work for several times, but they didn't answer.

I sat down and watched the news. But, the anchorwoman wasn't in her chair. The background was on fire, and there were bloodstains all over the desk and walls. I thought it might have been a prank or TV show of some sort. I turned off the television and sat in my chair. I heard banging on the doors and windows and I kept my ASP pointed at them. Suddenly, one of the boards started to come loose.

I went for my hammer but even before I had gotten the chance to run for it, the board popped off. I yelled, "Stay away you damn bastar-s!". Another board had popped off. I ran to the backdoor and pulled out all of the boards. I walked outside and it was calm. Suddenly, something ran from behind me. It was my neighbor.

He was covered in blood. "Josh, Josh get away!" I yelled. He didn't stop and I ran in circles for about a minute. He kept trying to scratch and bite me. I shot him twice in the chest, but that didn't stop him. I shot him in the head and he fell on his back. I sat there for a few seconds and he didn't move.

I ran back inside and went into the kitchen to take as much food and water as possible. As I ran out of the kitchen, I had seen my front door was open. I was terrified, but ready for anything. I walked slowly out of the door and checked left and right outside. Nothing was there, so I ran to my car and suddenly, I noticed that I had forgotten my keys and ran back to the house. I was almost bitten by one of those cannibals when I smashed its head with my lamp. I kept hitting until I saw its skull.

The skull cracked with every hit until I had gotten to the brain. I then ran for my keys. I finally opened the car doors and started the car. I drove down the long road filled with death and screams. Vehicles flipped over and on fire. Blood and organs all over the street. Bodies scattered everywhere.

I had to be in some sort of nightmare, because I didn't believe what I was seeing. I turned to a radio station and all I heard was screaming. "No! Get...get away! Aughhhh! My leg! Ahhh-". I turned it off because it was making the situation worse. I accidentally hit someone and they flew about 6 feet. I stared in shock. I was sure he was dead because I was going 65 miles per hour.

He stood back up and I walked out of the car. I looked at them surprised and said, "Are...are...are you...okay? I'm sorry for hitting you. Just, come into my car and....". He ran towards me and I shot him through his head. There was a hole that went all the way through his skull. I jumped back into the car and looked for anyone who actually looked "alive".