by TJ Weeks
“Sit!” I called out to Loki so I could run next door and aware his mother of the situation. I opened my door and his mother pinned her face against my glass door with the palms of her hands slapping the glass as well. Loki started growling and barking trying to get around me. Part of her jawline was ripped open and she was bleeding from her mouth.
“What the fuck is y’alls problem?” I hollered out.
She didn’t respond, only chomped her teeth at me and clawed at the glass door.
I slammed my front door back closed and ran back to my phone. Loki was constantly barking and jumping at the door.
“SHUT UP!” I screamed.
Loki went quiet and laid down next to the door.
I looked back at my phone and noticed that I had a voicemail that I didn’t notice before from all of the panic of things.
I called up my voicemail and dialed in my passcode.
“TJ, I know you’re sleeping and I know that you have your ringer off, but I wanted to leave this message to say that I love you with everything that I am and you’ve been the best thing in my life. This may come as a shock, but the apocalypse is among us. People are eating other people. Me and Daltin are stuck in the car and surrounded by zombies. Don’t come looking for us, don’t do anything irrational and please always
remember that I love you.” Kris stated.
“Mom, I’m scared.” Daltin said in the background with some faint moans.
“I know baby. Tell dad that you love him.” She replied.
“Dad…I love you, please come save us.” He stated before being cut short.
“Don’t trust anyone and I love you.” She stated before a shattering echo blared into the phone and the sound of Daltin screaming before it ended.
I listened to the message at least a dozen times while still hearing the woman clawing at my glass door and trying to slow my tears that was steadily rolling down my cheeks.
I stood up and threw my phone onto the couch and made a bee-line into my room. I picked the shotgun up from the floor and caught a steady pace back to the front door. I opened the door and shot the woman through the glass door. I then turned back around and grabbed my backpack and started piling up all the ammo that I had, along with all of my guns and knives. I made it to the door before turning around and grabbing my phone back from the couch and tucking it into the side pocket, along with one of the wall chargers that was next to my recliner. I didn’t even bother grabbing a leash, I just swung the door open and Loki followed me out. I opened the door to my truck and Loki climbed over to the passenger side while I loaded my guns and ammo.
Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
