Fear is their weapon - Part 1

***This is my new zombie story. Part 1. Part 2 coming soon. Enjoy!***


"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?"
"Wh....wha...what......"
"ANSWER THE QUESTION! TALK! SAY SOMETHING! YOU BETTER NOT BE INFECTED GOD DAMMIT! I DONT WANNA HAVE TO SEE YOUR BRAINS POP OUT!"
"Wait! Dont....shoot. I'm....i'm okay....."

He reaches for his flashlight and shines it in my eyes. He gives a grimace, then turns off the light.

"Well i'll be damned. You're the first living god damn thing i've seen for a long damn time. There's nothin' but them freaks and burning cars for 50 miles. You got a gun kid?"
"No..."
"Well you're really fucking lucky, cause i'm getting you the hell out of here. Lets go."
"Wait...my....my"
"Spit it out man, my fucking van is gonna attract hundreds of those fuckers any second."
"My mom....shes okay too....she.....shes gone....we....we..."
"No time, by now shes probbably dead. Our best bet is to fucking haul ass until we see an actual working outpost."
"Wait...but...what about..... - HOLY SHIT!"
"Whats your problem son? Are you on drugs or somet- AGHGHGHH!!!!!!"

Seemingly appearing out of nowhere, an infected grabs the man and bites into his shoulder. He grabs his pistol and shoves the zombie away, then fires and it dies.

The man grabs his wound and falls to the ground. His skin goes from red to pale and he begis to cough, vomit, and shiver.

"Kill....Kill me.... please...."

As he continues to turn, I reach for his pistol. I reload the clip, aim at his head, and reluctantly fire. A puddle of blood emerges from the back of his head.

I stare at my former salvation. Then I remember about the van.

"Shit."

I run out the door, immediately spotting a white SUV-like van parked in front of a nearby house. The man apparently crashed into a car and his alarm went off. I run to the van, break out the windows, and turn the car off. I was far from done. I heard loud footsteps in the distance, then saw multiple shadows down the street. Next thing i knew, a horde of running infected was charging me, and I was standing there, hopeless, armed with nothing but a pistol, looking death straight in the eyes.

Fuck you fate.

PART TWO COMING SOON!!!