Introduction
The first dead person showed up on the top of a hotel, his entire stomach missing. The police decided to keep it to themselves, but it was not a smart idea.
The citizens of Pudd hills were taken by shock. Pudd hills is surrounded by a forest, hunters live there, and they never leave. The only way in and out of the city is through the forest, but when the town police found out that the bio hazard might have gotten into the city, all law enforcement escaped into the secret tunnels in the city.
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Proud streets was quiet on the morning of July 17th, it was around six in the morning, parents waking up to get their coffees, kids still in bed. It was still fairly quiet, until an ear piercing scream filled the air. Everyone looked out of their windows, just to find the paper boy off his bike, and having his throat ripped out. Automatically people ran to his aid, but the first thing to happen was the boy rose up, and got the first person he saw, and a chain reaction began. Everyone began to die, well, those who left their house at least. In the next ten minutes, half the neighbor hoods parents and guardians were slaughtered, leaving teenagers and children to fend for themselves when they wake up..
When the kids wake up, they ask each other where their parents went, but then they look outside..........
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Laughing to him self, Josh slipped on some jeans and a white tank top. Stomping down the stairs, he noticed the front door was wide open, and his parents were no where to be seen.
"Mom? Brent?" Josh peeked his head out the front door, to notice the massacare going on outside. Brent was Josh's step father, because his real dad was killed in a car accident.
"What the fuck!?" He yelled, slowly walking back as his next door neighbour, Mr. Johnson ran to the door, missing a nose.
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Heather didn't sleep much..well ever actually. She wished she could blame the youngest son of Brent for it because he snored so loudly..but that wasn't it even if he didn't snore she would not sleep. The death of her real father Harry was still to fresh on her mind. Every time she closed her eyes she saw him..slumped against the wall dead blood pouring from his stomach which was torn out of him. The images never left her. She usually stayed up playing video games or reading and listening to music. This time it was a combination of all three. She got dressed in a white and yellow tank top like shirt, green skirt skirts, a white buttoned up vest she and some rain boots. Her short blonde hair was styled in a messy way. And as always she looked worn thin and tired. She heard Josh the more attractive son yell out and something felt wrong to her...as such she had rushed downstairs just in time to see ol' no nose. Her eyes widened and then narrowed. "Hey Don't be nosey!" She yelled to get the..'things' attention. It worked he turned his head just in time for Heather to throw her switchblade at him. It spun and lodged itself into his eyeball and with that the...thing fell over dead. She walked over to the body. His skin was green...that was not normal was it? His eyes were white and he smelled like a rotting corpse...he looked like a rotting corpse. "What the hell is a rotting corpse doing in here and why was it moving!?" She asked as if the male knew but she shook her head before he could talk. "Douglas!" She shouted her eyes widening. "I have to find him!"
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Slamming the front door shut behind him, Josh booked it out the front door and hid behind the family corvette. "Heather, gotta find and protect Heather." He said to himself, looking around at the masacare around him. He figured the car would be good in this situation, but he refused to go back in the house. Thats when he remembered the keyes were in the glove compartment, spare keys anyway. He took his machette out of its holster, andsmashed the window with it. He reached ino the glove compartment, and pulled out the keys and started the car up. "Heather! Get in the car!"
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She closed her eyes and sat back in her chair as the morning sun shone brightly through the windows. Suddenly her senses heightened as she paused her music and removing her headphones. She listened carefully and waited. There, that noise, someone was in the house. The sound was almost like someone dragging something across the floor. Quickly she got up from her desk and and eased her door open. The noise was back, it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. Quietly Sara tip toed across the landing to her parents room, she hastily opened her father bedside table and found his trusty handgun. Her father had once shown her how to use it in case something happened while they were away.
She drew the gun up in front of her and stepped back onto the landing. The noise was louder now, they were coming up the stairs. Slowly she edged her way to the top of the stairs and froze. A man she vaguely recognized from the neighborhood was dressed in a business suit covered in blood, his left leg all mangled unable to bear any of his weight forcing him to crawl up the steps. "STOP!" she screamed. The man did not hesitate once, his eyes were wide and his mouth was dripping with blood, aimlessly clawing his way "What the fuck?" she pulled the trigger. The shot hit him straight in the head leaving him sprawled on the stairs.
For a few moments Sara just froze there staring at the corpse trying to process what just happened. She tried to pull herself together and ran to the window. Outside was carnage, blood was everywhere and disfigured bodies lay strewn across the road. She watch as on of the seemingly dead bodies managed to haul itself up and join another corpse in feeding on what was left of a middle aged woman.
Adrenaline pumped wildly through her veins as she turned and ran to her bedroom, she grabbed her rucksack packing some essential items and grabbed two hunting knives from under her bed. She changed from her pajamas into her ripped denim shorts white t-shirt and denim jacket and made her way to the front door before running gun aimed forward into the street. The metallic smell of blood lay thick in the air as corpses all around turning their attention to her. She really didn't think this through.
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Vance slowly opened his door, examining the damange. "Fuckin' eh." He sighed, walking across the porch deck and down the stairs. Moving slowly towards his car that he realised he left unlocked, he watched as a man and a woman who was carrying a baby run to his car. The man opened the drivers door, the woman attemped to open the door, but four creatures got to her, then two of them broke into the cabin and began to feast on the woman. "So much for that plan." HE sighed, walking towards the road. He stepped on a half eaten dog corpse's head as it was on the ground gompletely lifless. HE noticed a bunch of the creatures walking away from him, not even noticing him. He hid behind an abandon car, and noticed they were moving towards a younger girls. This was the perfect moment to escape, but he thought enough to help her. Looking around him, he found an old baseball bat hanging out of a car window, and grasped hold of it, throwing i into the crowd. "Over here you mother fuckers!"
She ceased fire and stared at the gun, just before she could turn it on herself she heard something hit the pavement as someone shouted "Over here you mother fuckers!" She span round and scanned the crowd for the source of the shouting. It wasn't hard to spot him seen as he was basically the only one without blood all over them. What the hell is he doing? Then she realized, he'd provided the distraction she needed. She sprinted and into some nearby bushes ducking out of sight. The crowd had now turned their attention to the other guy.
She ran from her hiding spot to the nearest car, damn no keys! Trying to stay out of sight she headed for the next car the keys were there, but so was the body of a large woman missing half her head. Whilst holding her gag reflex Sara tried to heave the woman from the driving seat, "Come on!" she shouted in frustration. Finally she was able to pull the woman out and shuffled in to take her place. She turned the ignition on and backed out of the drive, "sorry" she whispered as she reversed over the woman.
She span the car around and hit the gas heading for the crowd, bodies flew everywhere as she hit them blood spraying all over then windscreen. She hit the brakes throwing corpses off the bonnet and opened the passenger door for the guy who saved her ass, who she also realised was half naked 'Get in!'.
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The girl had impressive skill in driving, he gave her that. Would it get them out of the situation they were in? Vance Jumped out of the way when the car skidded to a stop at him. He opened the passenger's door and jumped in, closing the door just in time before and undead son of a bitch lunged at his door. "Thank you for the ride." He smiled. "I'm sorry about my appearance, the whole attack hit me by surprise. Did not have time to get dressed."
Josh began driving straight down the street, noticing the carnage happening. "What the fuck is going on..." He said to himself, placing his hand behind Heather's head rest for balance. He did not feel very there, he wanted to wake up, but he was not so sure this was a dream..
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