Day 1 ADZA
I don't know what happened. One moment I was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper and than the next there was screaming. I will never forget it. The sound went on and on as more people joined in like it was some kind of hellish choir. The next most noticeable sound was that of gunshots.
I can't even explain what I was thinking when I ran to my room and grabbed my own gun. I have lived alone since my father died and as I huddled in the back corner behind my bed, desperately clinging to the gun, I prayed. For the first time in years did I have the fear to look to heaven for answers.
I don't know how much time passed as I hid. Eventually all the sounds stopped and the world seemed to standstill. That was when I crept from my hiding spot and quietly turned on the news.
I was confused. I was horrified. I was scared. I watched with growing horror and fear and a little exasperation as the anchorwoman monotonly reported that the dead were rising from their graves. The next few minutes were filled with videos and snapshots that people had sent in, some being taken moments before the photographer's own demise.
Starting to go numb I turned the tv off and sat in silence and darkness. Only when I could summon enough courage could I crawl to my window and pull back the curtains use enough to see the hell that lay before my house. For as long as I live, however long that may be at this point, I will never forget what I saw. Bodies or pieces of them rather, strewn thought my yard and street, blood covered eveything, and above all, not a living soul was in sight. Neither was the undead which gave me a little hope at the prospect of my own fate, but my neighborhood which had at one point been a kaleidoscope of activity, was now a boody ghost town.
It has been several hours since I learned of the world's fate. The lights stopped working 2 hours ago and all power went off shortly after. I stockpiled my food and hope that it will get me through the next two weeks. Maybe in a couple days I will see if I can go outside and get some gas for my truck. After that who knows.
- Murphy