Axel
We've been holed up in my house for 14 days now, avoiding contact with the outside world. Waiting for those men to return. I have to save that girl from them, or else I would be gone already. The police have given up on controlling people at this point. We are about a third way through the food supply here, but we can ration the boxed and canned food.
I've been keeping a close eye on Amber after our second day here.
A warm blanket covers me as I peak my eyes open. I tilt my head, causing a crack to sound. Falling asleep on the floor doesn't feel good. I can't believe I fell asleep on watch. Imagine if something had happened to her. I get up and peak into my room but she isn't sleeping in there. I go downstairs, assuming that she made breakfast.
I let out a sigh of relief when I see here there, standing and making pancakes. I go closer to her and realize she has some band-aids on her left wrist. Those weren't there yesterday. I rush over to her and she turns around, pushing her wrists against her body.
"Why are you covering your wrist? Let me see," I say.
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A Story To Tell: Season 1| A Zombie Apocalypse Story (Completed)
HororThere is something different about this virus. It doesn't just make you sick. It kills you. It reanimates, it turns you into something else. An ordinary teen? That's what Amber would consider herself. She checks all the boxes for a regular teenager...
