Survive
Prologue
I once thought our world would survive and thrive through it all.... That was roughly ten years ago. When we had an world to survive from because what we're in now. This thing worse than death itself. They always find us. They always know where we are, somehow. There were a few stories about a creature called a zombie. Zombies, they have one fatal flaw they die. If this was a case of zombies. It would have only lasted two or three weeks. Firstly, these creatures, they don't decay, so they don't die out naturally. Secondly, they can run as fast as an average human and thirdly, as I said before they can't be killed. I like to call them ghosts since ghosts can't be harmed. Everyone I have met with as a different name for them. Ghosts usually look like very pale scratched up humans with a bloody mess of a fungus infused back of their head. You …show more content…
My location is unimportant. All you need to know is that I was in a deserted rebel camp with only four large tents. In the middle of night during a thunderstorm. I woke up exhausted and starteled due to a lightning bolt hitting near our camp. I grabbed my shotgun from underneath my bed. I open my dusty child's backpack up, and grab a flashlight. I don't need my gun because ghosts need to be in cover when it rains. I just bring it as a precaution seeing as Rebels like to keep their land and items. Marc a well maintained man with brownish gray hair and with a bald spot. He also used to work for the army fifteen years ago. Stared at me for a few seconds and said, "Sit why don't you, nothing has happened to your friends." I raise up my gun strait at his head. "The hell are you doing here how did you know I would be the only one to wake up?," I said "A old trick of mine. That's not what I came all the way here for, sit," He said, gesturing at a log by the fire. "What do you want, we had a deal I would come to you unless something went wrong," I said lowering my