you were at a large festival with your older sister, May, you were messing about, looking at the fireworks, the large fire. You stood up to stretch a bit. As you did, people started acting odd… not human, very zombie in fact. You and your sister grabbed your bags and immediately fled the large, now zombie filled festival. You sprinted to a nearby carnival! Your sister, trying to make light of the situation giggled, suggesting the mirror maze, you quickly declined. You weren’t going to die a stupid way in the damn apocalypse. You felt a slight presence behind you and when you turn around your soul left your body, stood two boys, alive, thank god. One was tall, black hair, average school boy. The other was blonde and wearing baggy clothes. They both chuckled at your gasp.