London 2010 December

The man reminded me of my father. His beard, his eyes, the way he spoke. All just like him. I missed my family. I wondered if they were safe and if those people out there had gotten to them yet. My father still had his other hunting rifle so hopefully he would be alright. My mother wouldn't hold a gun even if her life depended on it. Kahlan, my little sister would shoot a gun, very well actually. She was more like my father in that way. She loved hunting. I was more live my mother and couldn't do it. I was closer to my father though and this man. The man sitting across from he holding a gun in his hand. The man who saved my life. He made me miss my father.

Sami was looking a little tired to "You should get some sleep too, I'll make sure to wake you if anything happeneds" I smiled.

"You should get some sleep too, I'll make sure to wake you if anything happeneds" Hayley said.
Sami plastered on a smile and nodded her head in thanks. She walked over to the floor and layed down in the cleanest, most out of the way spot possible. Slowly she started to drift off. Thoughts of the past filled her mind. She thought of the time when she lived with her parents, she shuddered. Trying to move to a ahppier thought she thought of her and Julie hanging out and staying up late all the time. Then the bad thoughts started to haunt her. She could hear her screams, "Why wasnt i there?" She asked herself angrly. Sleeping wasnt possible tonight she decided. To much on her mind.

Sami listened as Hayley strummed her guitar. It was a soft melody that went with the tragedies happening everywhere in the city. Sami let her mind race freely through her memories, good and bad ones. Sami, wothout even knowing it, started to drift off until she was so close to falling asleep, the only thing keeping her up was her mind, its almost as if it refused to let her sleep. She tried to relax and think happy thoughts. Slowly her mind gave in and she drifted off into a much needed sleep.

Sami slept peacefully on the floor tossing and turning only a few times. A loud scream for help echoed through her ears and her eyes shot open. She grabbed her gun and stood up quickly only to see the man in the room before on Hayley. She raised her M16 to Todds head and just before she shot, she heard the gun shot and watched as a bullet went into the zombies mouth and out on the other side leaving spews of guts and blood everywhere. Hayley was out cold and Todd was draped on top of her, or at least what was left of him was.

Sami set her gun down and walked over to the bed and grabbed the blankets that had been placed over Todd. She carried them over to wear he was and put it across his body. Sami bent down and picked up the body which was wrapped in the blanket. Moving quickly she set him down and unlatched the window near the bed. She dropped todd out the window and closed it quickly, turning away before she could see the body hit the sidewalk. Sighing she stepped over to Hayley and picked her up. She carried her to the spot she slep and placed her down gently, covering her with the blanket. Sami stood up, gun in hand, waiting for the next undead freak to bust through the door.

I walked along the highway that lead into London, what I had heard on the radio, in my old car, was live, I had to get to St Johns hospital if I was gonna survive. A road sign said: LONDON 1 Mile. Next to it, was an old pickup truck and a petrol can.
I filled up the truck, London... HERE I COME!!!
As I drove toward London and saw more undead lurking in the cars and around the cars, I realized that it was gonna get worse before it got better... I hoped to god that I'd make it to the hospital to evacuate, I couldn't go on like this.

i sat on the roof of a building somewhere in london, my legs dangling over the edge. i checked my pistol: 3 shots left. i never used it against the undead, only other survivors. it never did anything against the undead, just made them even more angry. "hey! watch it buddy! if you want to keep your head on your shoulders you better start running!" i heard someone shouting from the street below. dammit! why had i let my guard drop? i scrambled back onto the roof and popped my head over the edge, observing the scene below. there were 2 men, un-infected and healthy. 1 was running from the other, who was aiming down the sights of his rifle.