The cabin was a half an hour from our hometown. When my team went to the cabin every year, we would have to rent out a school bus. Now that JJ and I were the only ones left from the weekend vacation, he had to steal the keys from my dead coach and his dead father's jacket pocket, making him the driver.

"Did you try your cellphone?" JJ asked from ahead of me.

I sat slouched a couple of chairs behind him, my back against the window. "No, JJ," I said through a wall of sarcasm.

I heard him scoff in return. "Just wondering."

My hands fumbled with the buttons on my phone, but every time I had a small bar of reception, it would disappear instantly when I called my mom. "Do you think you'll get in trouble for killing them?" I asked out of the blue. By them I meant my whole team, I couldn't bring myself to say anything other than that or else I would breakdown again. "I mean...it was self defense."

He was quiet for a long time. I didn't blame him though, he probably had been thinking of that for the past ten minutes on this lifeless back road. There was nothing else to think about it. After another minute passed, I took it that he wasn't going to answer. It was inevitable when he switched on the radio.

There was a bit of fuzzing until the station cleared up a bit. "Police are telling people to stay inside and lock their doors. It seems zombies- "It was a woman on the air, though her voice kept channeling out.

JJ and I met eyes in the review mirror. His jaw tightened as he quickly turned it off, zombies being a word that I guessed he couldn't handle. I didn't know why, they couldn't be real. "We're almost there," He muttered.

My whole body was burning with the desire to see my family. We were pulling onto the familiar street that I had been down thousands of times. My mind spun. I couldn't wait to see them. After today, I just wanted to lay with my family in one bed and watch a movie. I smiled to myself. JJ could even join, he'd be sitting on the floor though.

JJ slammed the breaks once we were in front of a small, white house with a pretty garden. This was my house. This was where my family would be. Inside and safe.

But what if they weren't? My nerves kept nagging at me and made me wonder if whatever happened with Victoria had happened around here.

"Ready?" JJ asked as he opened the bus doors.

He looked at my expectantly. "As ready as I'll ever be," I sighed.

"Hey Lily." I stopped my feet from taking me to my family. JJ held out his gun for me, motioning for me to take it instead of him.

"I believe that since this is your house, and if anything should happen, that you should be the one to have this."

I raised an eyebrow and snatched it. "Thanks." I began to march to the little house, but not before turning around and grinning like a fool. "I won't need it though. They will be fine."

"Take it anyways."

Nodding, I ran out of the bus and to my front door. There was key under the carpet and I used it to quickly fling the door open.

"Mom? Dad?" I yelled.

No answer.

"JJ, I'll be downstairs," I called behind me when I noticed him trailing along.

"Okay," He said. Once I turned, he immediately bounded up the stairs to where our bedrooms were.

With that, I went to where the stairs led me to the basement area. Casper hung out there with his friends all the time. They ate chips, played video games and did whatever Casper and his friends did.

I was a bit afraid to find out if Casper was down there or not. If he wasn't, I didn't know what I would do. Where would I look? Then I wondered where my mom and dad were. The possibilities were endless. They had to be okay. I talked to them just yesterday.

Excitement and horror were wrapped around me. Noises from the TV met my ears as I neared the end of the stairs. I picked up my pace until I hit the basement. My attention was on the TV first, a rerun of The Simpsons was playing. Casper loved The Simpsons.

A new smell was in the air I realized. My nose wrinkled in distaste, and I put the gun that I held in my jean pocket to plug my nose. It was metallic, blood.

I looked to my side where two bodies lay motionless. I stood still. It couldn't be. Everything that I had prepped for in my head was for nothing. My mom and dad were on the ground dead.

I heard a groan from somewhere in the room and I looked up to see Casper sitting on the sofa, pale eyes on The Simpsons. A bag of ketchup chips at his side.

"Casper?" I asked. "Casper, how could you let this happen?"

Casper didn't hear me, but he did begin sniffing the air. A couple of grumbles escaped his mouth as he turned his face. What surprised me was that there was a knife lodged into his cheek. What surprised me even more was that he didn't seem to care, nor did it seem to hurt him. His shaky hand lifted and that was when I figured it out.

Whatever had happened at the cabin was happening here. Like the lady on the radio had mentioned before she was cut off, zombies. My head began to hurt.

"Oh no," I said breathlessly. I grabbed my cheeks to keep myself together. "Oh no," I repeated.

Stomping down the stairs let me know that JJ hadn't found my parents. He was coming to join me and he was going to find out that we came here for absolutely nothing.

"I got a bit worried, Lily. No one was upstairs, but I just felt the need to grab this just in case- "He said as he rushed into the room, but his voice faded into silence. I looked to see him holding a our kitchen knife.

JJ saw the tears beginning to form on my face. He was confused until he saw Casper, who was now standing. Casper's mop of brown hair clung to his face. But of course, he didn't care. He couldn't. He was dead.

I never saw JJ look so angry in all the years he had come to my soccer team's events. His face was red, very red. "Get out of here, Lily," He growled as he stepped in front of me.

Didn't he imply that I made the kills in this house? He knew I wouldn't do it, though. That's why he was handling it.

Before I knew it, Casper had begun to advance on JJ and JJ was hesitant at first, but he came through and his grip on the knife tightened. Snapping teeth and a war cry filled the silence.

"No!" I raised my hand quickly, my index finger on the trigger. I pulled, the loud sound deafening my ears. A body fell to the ground just in time for my sobs to break my exterior.