Chapter 3

Dave was confused. Yesterday, the city had been a peacful place not full of carnavorous creatures. Now he had to fight for every step. He decided he should start running to find shelter, but after a mile, thought differently. He would need all the energy he could get. So he wandered around for a little bit in these woods he now walked through.

As he was walking, his mind clicked into something that he hadn’t thought of until now. His family. His wife and son were at his moms house. His mom lived in the city too, so they had probably gotten some of what had happened here too. He started to panic. Had the monsters consumed his family? Or worse, were they part of the undead army now?

He pushed those thoughts out of his mind. He would go to his mom’s house and see if they were ok. As he started to make his way back towards the highway, he came across a zombie that was missing both of it’s legs and had a gun next to it. So Dave went over to it, and crushed it’s head with his boot. He had anger towards these bastards, and would do everything in his power to kill them.

He picked up the gun and started for the highway once again. He would try to find a working car and get there faster. But once he got there, that was a bit easier said than done. All of the cars were either out of gas, had no keys, or had crashed into something else. But as he looked, he found one that had gas and keys in the ignition.

But the family of that vehicle was still in there. Only in zombie form. The whole family writhed in there, trying to get out and attack Dave. He looked in horror at the family. Bite marks everywhere, A severed corotid artery, and blood all over the back seat. The children were missing limbs. Dave assumed that the parents had turned first, and then killed the children.

Dave started to cry for them. Nobody deserved this. So he walked away to find a different car. Some time later, he did, and it was zombie free. Dave was happy to see that the door was unlocked, and started to get in. But as he opened the door, he heard footsteps behind him.

He turned around and saw five zombies approach him. Dave took his gun that he found an fired a bullet into the skull of one of them. The thing immeadiatly dropped dead. Dave went to fire off another round, but there was no ammo left. He cursed and threw the gun at a zombie. So dave took a metal bar off the ground and started to kill.

He killed 3 of the remaining zombies with the bar, but was attacked from behind by the last one. They fell to the ground, and Dave turned around to gaurd from being bit by the thing. The zombie scratched him, but wasn’t able to bite him. Dave took the zombies head, and turned it around. The zombie rolled off of him, dead. So with that, he took the car, and headed to his mother’s house.