Nightfall came quite quickly as if time was accelerating, however, I was dead wrong with that assumption. This night felt like the longest night of my life as I could not sleep and was bombarded by multiple zombies. As the sun went down, I wandered into a house after shattering the window with a large rock I found by the road. For a few minutes it was quiet and peaceful, and then I opened the bedroom door. 2 large zombies suddenly attacked me as I opened the door, from what I could see it was a man and a woman both with brown hair. The man was wearing only underwear while the woman was wearing a full teal nightgown. I tried to shut the door on them, but one of the zombies shoved their hand in the crack of the door making it impossible to shut. As I tried to fight them for the door they screeched very loudly like a banshee.
I tried to keep it as closed as possible, but it would appear that I wouldn’t be able to get a break without killing the zombies. After around half a minute I decided that I would jump off the door and run to the kitchen in hopes that there may be a knife that I could use. As I jumped, the door burst open with a loud BANG! The 2 zombies came scuttling towards me with dead expressions and loud moaning. I had to cut the corners so they wouldn’t be able to catch me and run as fast as I possibly could. I reached the kitchen after about a minute and a half of searching and to my surprise there were no sharp knives in any of the drawers, only butter knives, a few forks, and only 1 spoon. After a few seconds of searching, the zombies finally reached to the kitchen and I was in a standoff.
It took a bit of thinking, but after looking hurriedly I noticed that they have a dishwasher that blended in to the color of the cabinets, as I opened I finally found a usable weapon, a steak knife. I grabbed it and charged at the man, hoping that I’d be able to gain some luck. As I reached him, I jammed the knife into the head and hoped for the best. To my luck, it work! He was down, however, the knife was jammed in and stuck so I wouldn’t be able to get the last zombie. In a panicked attempt, I put my foot on his chest and pulled as hard as I could. It finally came out, however, I was pulling so hard that I was knocked onto my back. The woman jumped onto me and by no surprise at all she was very strong as a zombie. After a bit of struggling and almost getting bit, I was able to push her off and get her knocked onto the ground. She struggled a bit to get up which gave me enough time to grab the knife and put it through her head. As I confirmed the death I dropped the knife and sat against a wall for quite some time hoping for some rest.
It was finally over, or so I thought, as I found that there were more zombies in this house. A few minutes later I heard a loud BANG. Curious, I went to check out the noise hoping that it wasn’t a threat. it appeared to come from the 2nd floor, so I slowly went up the creaky stairs as quietly as I could. I searched the 2nd floor but couldn’t find anything as I searched through each room until I reached 2 rooms, one of the rooms door was decorated with a pretty sign that said “Ally and Maria.” The other was just a plain white door with no decorations. I opened the plain looking door and to my horror I saw a very deformed young boy barely able to even come towards me. I quickly shut the door, accidentally slamming it generating a concerning amount of noise.
Maybe the other door is empty and that was the noise that I heard? I opened the door and at first it was quiet, but then I noticed I was being stared at. I looked over towards the bunk bed and noticed 2 heavily deformed faces with no hair staring at me, and then without a chance to react, one of them started to scream like one of those “death whistles.” Without any thought I ran out and shut the door, however, one of them ran after me and I happen to shut it on their fingers, slicing them clean off.
I ran out of that house as fast as I could and looked for another place to stay for the night. As I looked around I tried processing what I had just said and experienced. “This has to be some twisted nightmare, what the hell was that!” I thought. After about 45 minutes of walking around I came across a house that looked like it had been abandoned for years. Maybe things would finally look up, maybe I can finally have a place to rest? Needless to say I broke the lock of the front door with a rusty axe that I found towards the side of the house and went on inside. I realized that I will need to protect the door somehow as I broke the lock, so I looked around and found a large cabinet.
I pushed the cabinet in front of the door as best as I could and began to settle in for the night. After about another 30 minutes I was trying to sleep when I noticed some really loud sounds. I slightly looked out the window and saw what looked to be thousands of zombies aimlessly walking and running around, some eating each other, and others completely dead on the ground. Needless to say, I ran and hit as best as I could. After what felt like an eternity, the noises started to die down and I could finally get some rest.