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Modern-day zombie apocalypse.

A post-apocalyptic New York City, wrecked by the enigmatic virus that has swept the nation and brought the recently dead and deceased back to life.

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Avalon Goldwin

Avalon had been sitting on the couch in her living room as there was a loud crash of a water filled glass vase hit the floor in the kitchen. "Whats wrong hands finally stopped working?" She asked as she stood up and walked around to the kitchen. "Holy shit! What happened?!" She screamed as the figure infront of her turned to face her. It had to be her foster mother, but it was imposible! The womens eyes were a milky white and her hands were torn up and bloody as if they had been clawing at a wooden floor. She had blood seeping through her shirt on her hip and the only sounds she was making were quiet inhuman groans. Frozen in a state of shock Avalon screamed as the women grabbed her and went in to bite her.

"Get the hell off of me!" She screamed as she pulled her arm back and swung, her fist conecting with the thing's nose filling the room with a sickening crack. The creature stumbled back and slowly recovered but as soon as she did she was grabbing for her again. The Brain she thought recalling the what the news reporter had said earlier. "This shit can't be real." She said right before delivering a round house kick to the creatures chest sending her into the wall. Now. Run! She thought as she turned and raced down the hallway and into her bedroom. Quickly she slammed the door behind it and proped her chair up against the door as she raced to find anything to use as a weapon. "Fuck! The gun." She said slamming her fist into the wall. Her foster father always kept a public defender in his nightstand drawer.

She jumped as something slammed against her door, causing her to fall on her ass next to her closet. She felt herself start to cry until she saw the silvery glint of her baseball bat. "Idiot!" She said as she grabbed the bat and stood up moving the chair from the door watching as it flew open with the creatures wait. "Fuck you bitch!" She yelled as she swung the bat at her head causing her to slam against the wall. She kept swinging until the creatures head was nothing but a pile of pinkish red mush.

She sighed and grabbed a backpack, throwing a few extra clothes inside before walking out into the kitched avoiding the broken glass as she opened the pantery and grabbed mutiple things of canned fruit and other edible items that wouldn't parish. She walked to the sink and splashed some cool water on her face and then turned walking into her foster fathers room and grabbing the hand gun making sure it was loded, sadly it wasn't. "Crap!" She sighed and remembered there was a gun case in the garage. The code to it though? She bit her lip and started moving everying around in the room until she found a sticky note on the back of her foster mothers picture. "Nice hiding place." She said as she raced into the garage and opened the safe after a few failed attempts.

As the safe opened up she smiled grabbing a few boxes of ammo and the second handgun sitting on the shelf along with a few of the knives and holsters. "Time to go." She muttered as she slipped the guns into her holsters and slung her bat over her shoulder. "Nyx I don't know where you are, but if your alive, I'm gonna find you." She said fingering her mothers wedding ring that was hanging around her neck. "The bow!" She bit her lip and turned running back into the house and grabbing the bow and arrow's off the wall. "Now I'm ready." She said with a smile. She closed her eyes and opened her front door looking around. The streets were practically empty, with the exception of a few bodies laying around near cars. "Wow." She said as she started walking making sure she stayed away from the bodies.