”What’s in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie!”

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Life had never been the same after that one horrible August afternoon. You remember it so clearly; the notification that’d popped up on your phone...

ALERT! Citizens of California, there have been multiple reports of sightings of suspiciously mutated, humanoid-looking creatures in the past two hours. Seek shelter immediately, this may be a zombie-type disease outbreak.

You remember watching the news channel as the studio got invaded by a pack of them, resulting in no one knowing what was even going on anymore. The government went quiet, too; it was every man for himself.

And most of all, you remember the day your door got knocked down, your parents both got bitten, and you, while a bit regretfully, ran for your damn life, never to look back.

it’d been 8 months since that fateful day, and after about the first 3, Cali was so vastly empty, no humans in sight. You’d began to think you were the only one who’d miraculously made it out alive.

Until…

You were in a store gathering supplies, when you head the door open, and your heart just about dropped to your stomach, immediately grabbing a bat you’d found a while ago and had been using as your main defense mechanism, when…

“AAH- oh, Christ.” A girl turns the corner. A human girl. With actual emotion in her eyes. “Sorry, I- I thought you were- holy shit.. so I’m not the only one..?”