Surviving. pt.2

Mark aimed at the zombie attacking our friend. The creature's head was in the sights, he stared to pull the trigger, until I stopped him.
"Stop..." I calmly put my hand on his shoulder. "lets get out of here while that.... thing... is distracted.." we ran.
After a while we stopped running and looked around. We were on a suburban street, about five over from our house. There was broken glass, cars crashed into each other, and any person we saw, had a baseball bat... or a kitchen knife in their hands.. their innards completely cleaned out. Maybe the saddest thing we saw, was when we were scavenging for a snack. A mother and her two kids, huddled together. All 3 of them, gunshot wounds in their heads. This is going to be a hard life.

Surviving. pt.1

Mark and I stood there as we watched helplessly as our friend got mauled by one of those... Things... It had been 3 years since the infection first started. They government was testing out a new weapon when things got out of hand. The subjects escaped, the longed for flesh. Apparently it was a virus they were going to unleash over the middle east. Turn the whole place to shit. Well, the virus did what it was supposed to, maybe a little more. The whole world's been infected now, and we have to deal with these....Zombies.. So this is me... Surviving

Wind - Tora Chikara

This song is a wonderful masterpiece. I just wanted to share it with my followers. I've checked around and it doesn't look to be very well known. But well... I was tearing up when I heard it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R2KQPu7VId8&feature=related