Prologues

Prolouge Seven

I sat on the bench outside the family's house in the easter of April. It was a warm day and the sun shined bright on me. 

My older sister was having a rash time in bed. She has more than one sickness. She has had it since the beginning of the year and she has been worse and worse lately. The doctors don't even know what kind of sicknesses she has, even my mum who also had it a while was at the hospital several times. It's kind of sad because she is my only sibling, so if I lose her, will I be alone.

I sat there and suddenly does a window open above me - the window to my sister's room. My sister jumps out of the window. I scream when I see her face. 

Her dark hair has a blood-color, peach-pink eyes and the skin has a red tone. She looked very scary and sad at the same time. She held a knife in her left hand which it dropped blood from. Then I looked up at the window and saw mum's body hanging out of the window, lifeless. 

The tears and the panic came at the same time, and I began to run so fast I could with her in my heels. That was not my sister anymore. Someone who killes for the lust of blood, a figure who has lost the spirit and the will to live. I think my dad used to tell me about these things, because my grandma had been that after been sick for a long time. He called them;

Zombies for murder.