It had just begun. The blood the violence. Death.

I leaned closer to the Tv with my popcorn as the Serial Killer was just about to put an end to the last person on his dreadful list. When..

"Mom!" I yelled.
"Hush I need to see the news" she said as she changed the channels.
I watched her while sulking on my couch. She seemed a bit worried.

I shrugged. She was always worried. Always paranoid, about Everything.
There wasn't a single day she didn't watch the news. But today she seemed different, she seemed more scared then worried. What was up with her?

I looked up to see her flip to our local news as the Man with a dark suit announced something which I had only thought were real in movies.

"The Zombie virus had erupted all around Southern Asian countries. It has already reached North Korea. And the South seems to be very close to getting infected. Please stay inside at all costs."

He continued talking while my face started to burn. What did he mean by "The Zombie virus"? Why hadn't I known about this?

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and opened it to see dozens of Notifications. All from my friends, and some from Tiktok showing how people were getting turned into literal Monsters.

I had like thirty thousand missed calls from my best, Yeonim.
I didn't want to call her back. What if it was a goodbye call? Would it be the last time I talked to her?

My Mom quickly called my Dad to tell him the news as she ushered me to my room. "Pack only essentials, no shenanigans " She said handing me a duffel bag. What was I getting into? Why did I need to pack?

I quickly packed tearfully looking around my room probably for the last time. I grabbed my bag and ran downstairs to see both my parents packing food into a huge ice cooler.

They both look worried. Who wouldn't be worried? As we wuickly packed our truck my parents both came up me sorrowfully. My Mom hugged me and said " Sweetheart no matter what, remember that we love you ok?" I could hear the tremour in her voice.

My Dad also hugged me and ruffled my hair like he always did. But it didn't feel normal anymore. It felt like the last time he would do that. He then grabbed three small revolvers from the back of the truck.

"Here" he said," You'll need it, from now on you will have to use it as a defense weapon incase any of those things get close to you. Shoot it in the head. Not anywhere else. Understood?" I nodded feebly.

I had known how to use a gun since I was litte. But I had mever actually used it against anything other then targets I made out of card board. Or maybe a soda can that my Dad had used. But never anything that lived, well these thing were technically dead..

I shook my head and got in the backseat while buckling my seat belt. Nothing felt real. It had to be just a dream. I probably had just fallen alseep while watching the movie. But no. It was all real.. Extremely, Real.

As I leaned over towards the window, I waved goodbye to the home in which I had grown up in. I knew I would never see it again. It was a sad time. But it was about to get a lot worse. A whole lot worse.

We drove to a nearby gas station and got down to buy a few extra things while my Dad refilled the gas tank. I was scared to leave the car but I had no choice so I quickly got off.

We quickly finished and drove off towards what seemed like the South.
I loved traveling, and if it had not been for the fear of being turned into a Zombie, I would have enjoyed the ride.

And after hours and hours of driving we finally got to Seol and parked in a small dingy hotel. I hid my gun in my minnie skirt and put my heavy backpack.

Walking weakly to the door I noticed there was barely any cars in sight. It looked almost empty. Creepy, I muttered.

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The mext morning I woke up to a scream in the hallway. My blood turned cold. I ran out before my parents to see a middle aged woman fighting the most horrible thing I had ever seen.

It looked worse then any movie I had watched. It looked like a mic of the Grinch and the Grim Reaper. And I knew what I had to do.

I felt the hot tears sting my eyes as I watched it bite her arm like a piece of meat. I quickly pulled ot my gun and pointed at the Zombie.

I looked away as I pulled the trigger, the hot tears falling like a water fall.
The woman gasped and backed away from the creature. She also had tears in her eyes.

I went close to her as she hugged me.
"Thank y-" She grunted. I pulled the revolver again as the shot rang out through the room.

I immediately fell to the ground weeping. I had just shot a human being. But I had no other choice. She was slowly turning into a Zombie.

My parents ran out of the room and engulfed me in there arms. I weeped for what seemed like forever and I finally got up and returned to our room. I knew it wasn't the last time I would use my gun to kill. It was only a matter of time before the next Zombie crossed my path.

But I would never have imagined that it was going to be the first person to fall in love with me...