Usual such stuff never happens. despite the Zombie Apocalypse, Ethan never stopped to train his baseball skills in the school yard. he throws the baseball and hit it with elegance and precise across the yard that it always hit the fence… however this time it was different. after throwing the baseball up the moan of a zombie behind the fence distracted him and the hit came out stronger the necessary, making the ball flew over the fence and disappeared in the distance.

Ethan sighed and walked to the school gate and left the safe zone. he knew that he probably shouldn’t do that but he needed his baseball back so he walked away from the school. the bat tightly in his grip as he walked down the street where he thought the ball could be, his eyes scanned the surrounding like a hawk to avoid any unpleasant surprises.

Ethan walked for few minutes until he finally found his baseball and toke the from the ground. as he was about to leave zombies came from all sides and blocked any escape routes. his grip on the bat tightened even more if that was possible. the zombies came slowly closer and closer, surrounded him like a trapped animal.

Ethan was ready to smash their skulls with his weapon when knives came flying from behind, perfectly aimed at the zombies’ throats and heads. the disgusting creatures groaned and moaned in pain, trying to reach the guy despite dying and more knives stabbing into their body until they just dropped dead. the teenager was stunned.

Short moment silence and he whipped around when he heard someone or something jumping down the tree that stood behind him and brushing themselves off. he started at the dark figure without moving.