PROLOGUE

Life changed drastically when the world was taken over by zombies. People stopped leaving their houses for fear of being attacked by the undead. Food and other supplies plummeted in availability, leading to famine and homelessness. Schools and businesses closed, leaving people out of work and unable to support themselves or their families. With no one able to prevent it, the infection spread rapidly, and the world as we knew it crumbled. The death toll rose, and soon there was no hope of saving humanity from the zombie apocalypse.

I never knew what had happened, ever since that day...

"Honey, is everything ready?" Dad asked.

"Wait up! I'm still packing my things," I rushed down the stairs to catch up with Dad who was now in the garage. I opened the door of our car and slipped in, "Okay, let's go."

I love taking long drives to school. With the rising sun and the serene mornings, I'm reminded of the beauty of life. All the things I appreciate and all the things I have to work towards. The winding roads and the beautiful countryside help me reflect on my own life and plan out my day until I arrive at school.

"We're here," Dad said as he took off his seat belt and walked out of the car to open the door for me, "I won't be able to pick you up later."

"Why? Is something up?" I asked.

"We received a report that there's a violent protest happening outside the Hospital. There's a biohazard leak near the river where the hospital wastes are dumped. We need to investigate if the biohazard that leaked is the one that I have been working on in my lab," Dad explained anxiously.

I sighed, "Oh, okay. Just be careful, Dad. I'll be home before dinner. I might prepare our food too since it's more likely that you won't be able to come home early."

"Thank you, Honey. I'll be home before 10:00 p.m., okay?" Dad smiled and patted my head.

After that, I made my way down the hallways with my bag weighing heavier and heavier with each step. The sound of my feet echo off the walls as I tried to navigate my way to the classroom. As I entered the room, rows of neatly arranged desks and chairs greeted me in the dimly lit room. Taking a deep breath, I made my way to my regular seat and placed my bag on the desk.

It was until then, everything collapsed. In the middle of a lesson, when all of a sudden our teacher stopped, looked at the phone screen, and informed us that we need to return home immediately.

Once the virus started to spread, it quickly became clear that it was more than a typical illness. Anyone infected would become zombie-like – aggressive, monstrous, and unpredictable. The authorities imposed strict quarantine measures to contain the virus, but it seemed to be too late. Fear gripped the nation as more and more people were infected and began to display zombie-like symptoms. The future was uncertain as the outbreak spread, and many feared that this could be the end of humanity.

Symptoms of being bitten by an infected person may include fever, nausea, vomiting, confusion, disorientation, loss of motor skills, and difficulty speaking. Symptoms may worsen over time and may include difficulty breathing, seizures, and loss of consciousness. It is possible for the infected person to become aggressive and violent.

The majority of survivors were killed by zombies or succumbed to illness or starvation. The lucky few who lived spread out across the world and tried to rebuild civilization. Some formed communities, while others chose to remain solitary. They all worked tirelessly to fend off the terrifying zombie hordes, while also attempting to regain some sense of normalcy.

During the virus outbreak, I can't help but feel lonely. Everyone is too focused on survival, so there isn't much time for socializing. It's hard not to feel a bit disconnected, especially in the midst of such a chaotic environment. I find it difficult to make meaningful connections with other people.

"I miss my dad," I sighed.

Even though I have a lot of work to do, I still long for the companionship of other people. It can be quite depressing to know that I am alone in the world and in such a dangerous situation. But I take comfort in knowing that there is still hope and that things will eventually get better.

THIS STORY IS TO BE CONTINUED ———

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