Stranded in a world of darkness, with nothing but a flickering flashlight to light my way, I stumbled through the shadowy ruins of what was once my city. The only sounds were my own shuffling footsteps and the distant groans of the undead. I was a survivor, but for how long?
The First Days
The world changed in a matter of days. The virus swept through the population, turning the living into mindless, flesh-eating monsters. My family and I barricaded ourselves in our home, thinking we could wait it out. But when the power went out and the tap ran dry, we knew we had to leave.
That first night outside was terrifying. We heard the moans and growls all around us. We kept moving, trying to find a place to rest. When we stumbled upon an abandoned supermarket, we thought we had hit the jackpot. But as soon as we stepped inside, we were swarmed by the undead. We ran for our lives, scattering in different directions.
The Struggle to Survive
I lost track of my family in the chaos. Since then, I've been alone. Every day is a struggle just to stay alive. I scavenge for food, water, and supplies, wandering from one abandoned building to the next. The darkness makes it even harder. I never know who or what is lurking in the shadows.
I've had some close calls with the undead. They're surprisingly fast and strong. I once made the mistake of trying to fight off a group of them with just a knife. I barely escaped with my life. Now, I avoid them at all costs.
The Things I've Lost
I've lost count of how many days I've been on my own. It feels like an eternity. I've also lost a lot of things along the way. My phone died months ago, so I can't call for help or even listen to music. The last time I saw a clear sky was so long ago, I almost forgot what it looked like.
But the thing I miss the most is human contact. The only living beings I see are the undead, and they're not exactly great conversationalists. I crave the sound of another person's voice, the warmth of a hug, the comfort of knowing I'm not alone in this nightmare.
But for now, I keep moving forward. I don't know what the future holds, but I know one thing for sure: I'll keep fighting to survive as long as I can.