I was alive. Now I'm not.
I started in my house. It was a small little cottage, in a suburb close to the city.
But there was a couple of pieces of food in the fridge, so I knew I needed to go out and actually scavenge.
I did not know things were this bad though. Right when I stepped outside, one of them spotted me.
Not wanting to lead it inside, I ran around the outside of my house. Little did I know that an entire group of them waited around the other side.
I panicked and they spotted me. As they slowly shambled towards me, I ran back into my house into the bathroom. I frantically shut the door behind me. As soon as I did that I heard my windows shatter, along with pounding on my door and many low groans.
I knew I couldn't stay there.
I, as quietly as possible, snuck out my bathroom window while the horde pounded down my doors. I snuck past them and made my way to another small house down the road.
On my way I had to take down one of them with my fists. I frantically beat the infected woman down until each my blows were responded with a crunch. I searched her body to find a pistol and six bullets.
With that I felt invincible! Finally I had a weapon to use against them.
Now when I got there I was exhausted. My house was destroyed and I had nowhere to go and no one to even talk to. I didn't even bother to check the house or close the curtains. I just immediately sunk into the closest bed I could find. I quickly fell into a deep slumber...
Suddenly, I sprung up. I heard a window smash, and two figures were climbing through it, into my room. Terrified, I grab my pistol and fired at them, only landing about two shots.
That was my mistake. I heard hundreds of more groans outside. The sound was deafening. I sprinted through the house to escape. But just as I opened the door, another one of them was right behind it! I fell back, only to have one of the ones from earlier grab and bite my hand. I jerked it away, leaving my left hand cut and bleeding bad. I scrambled past them to the nearest room I could find.
As soon as I got in I slammed the door behind me. I was in another bathroom. But this one had no windows, no other doors, no ways to escape. As I turned back the way I came there was a loud 'thunk' on the door. It was quickly followed by another one.
Scared for my life, I sunk back into the corner. I was still bleeding badly and was starting to hurt real bad. I had no meds, so I took of my sweater and tore it up to form a makeshift bandage.
Hours pass. The banging on the door had continued relentlessly. I was still bleeding real bad and hurting even worse now. It felt like my bones would break with each move.
I was now starting to think I was infected.
That sudden thought of dying sparked something in me. I suddenly felt brave. I could take on whatever was outside. It didn't matter that I was half awake and starving. I could do it.
I powerfully swung the door open, only to knock back one of them onto the floor. It seems as if the rest of them just straight up and left after their meal "got away". I bravely stomped it down, and opened the door to take on the world.
I ran straight to the city in my fit of bravery.
But the city quickly ended my fit of bravery.
There were a lot of them in the city. It seemed like tons were waiting around every corner.
Feeling defeated, I sheepishly slinked down an alley to go back. Only to have one of them at the end spot me. As I prepared to fight it, all the pain, hunger and tiredness from earlier flooded my body again.
I tried to fight, but was powerless against the creature. I pulled out my gun, but was in no condition to shoot, much less aim. I obviously missed.
That made it worse. The crowds funneled into the alley to feast on me as my body quickly was torn up. I drifted out of consciousness, into dark oblivion...
Also you can garden.