King of the World

Finally. I've arrived at the City in the East. I know now the city's name is New York. Well, it was New York. My worst fear has been realized, there's really no one left. When I first got here my heart sank in my chest. The sight of the city at first overwhelmed me. It was just as the note had described it. There were huge skyscrapers around every corner as far as the eye could see, but it was all for nothing. No people anywhere.

I checked a few buildings to make sure but found nothing. The odd part is that there were no Z's either. In a city this big I would've expected the streets to be crawling with them, but not a single one could be found.

I searched the city like this for months, making sure that no building was left unchecked. Eventually I came across a huge crater where there looked to be a giant park before the massive explosion. Was this the cause of extinction in the city?

As time went on I found this place to be more of a home than anywhere else since the outbreak occurred. I decided to make this my permanent residence. Maybe the note wasn't completely wrong after all.

The Turning Point

 



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I'm passed The Wall now. It's odd being on the other side, like I stumbled into a parallel universe or something. There was no resistance at The Wall. No guards with guns, no spotlights raining down on you everytime you got too close, which can only mean one thing, I'm alone. Plague Z has completely wiped out all traces of human life on the planet.

No! I can't accept that. There has to be life somewhere. The City in the East. It's the one hope I have left in this world. I pass a road sign that tells me I'm only 50 miles from a city named Chicago. I can't believe I've made it this far, in one piece at least. I decide to set up camp for the night.

I don't know how long it's been since I left home, however long it takes to walk from Vegas to Chicago I guess. As I lay by the fire I can feel how exhausted my body is. Unfortunately my mind is racing a 1000 miles per hour. I think about before, how it was before Plague Z ruined my life. I think about where I'm headed; the City in the East, if there's anyone even there, what I'd do if it was just like everywhere else, barron and deserted, well excpet for the Z's of course. These thoughts don't do any good to put my mind at ease. I decide that thinking about the positives is best, but what are they? It's hard to tell these days.

As I start to drift off into unconsciusness I remember the last encounter I had with a real live human being. It was back in Vegas and I was at the bank withdrawing every dollar to my name(some good that did) with my sister. In a separate line to my left I noticed a man who looked ill. He was tall and perhaps muscular but it was hard to tell. He was wearing a long trench coat which seemed odd because it was so hot out. After a few moments of sizing the man up I was next in line and forgot all about him. We exited the bank and made our way up the staircase leading to the street outside when I heard the commotion. The man in the trench coat had gone berserk. As all the people in the bank ran out the glass doors he was stumbling around in a fit of rage knocking over anything that was in his path. Apparently he had intended to rob the bank, as was clear by the automatic weapon he pulled out of his trench coat, but something wasn't right. If he was robbing the bank why the fit of rage? I could still see the man, stumbling about in a panic below us, his eyes lit with a fire I hope I'll never know. Thrashing, biting, tearing away at himself like a caged animal, he ran at the glass walls. I remember a dull thud and the sight of smeared blood. It was chaos in a vacuum.

That was the first time I witnessed the sight of the Z virus at work. Since then I've learned a lot more about the Z virus and its effects. Hopefully I won't have any more encounters with it ever again, but that all depends on the City in the East. Finally my thoughts begin to slow down and my eyelids start to grow heavy. I put out the fire and as I lay down right before I drift off to sleep I see the moon. The blood-red Hunter's Moon and I think to myself, "That can't be a good omen."