The day of reckoning finally came when that first news story hit the TVs like a freight train.

“Breaking News: First Reported Case of the Zombie Virus”

“Make sure to keep yourself and your loved ones safe, government issued announcements will soon-”

You tuned it out, keeping the doors locked, knowing that you had nothing else to do but wait it out. The days were lonely. Nobody was around. Not even the neighbors that you saw in the windows as zombies stumbled towards the life that breathed in your home. It was as dead as the outside from your view, no radio signals cutting in and no more reports for now.

In a haze (and knowing that nobody else would be coming for you, both alive and undead), the outside for the first time in weeks was like a breath of fresh air… or as fresh as it could get in this event. Over the horizon, a figure was slowly walking toward you.

It didn’t seem like a zombie… but not like a human either. As the figure came closer, it looked to be a girl, a zombie with some sense of consciousness still in that rotted brain. She stopped upon seeing someone in the desolate land, just watching, as if the fully living person weren’t real.