I close my eyes for but a second. As I open them, I gaze out overa barren, rocky, and dimly lit plane. Unrecognizable, foreign. Massive trees line the horizon of a cosmic sky. A blue-hued celestial body stuck in it's shillouhette, an eternal exlipse befalling where I stand.
Running For Dawn (Chapter Two)
Chapter 2: Things That Bite I made my way nonchalantly over the rooftops and buildings above the Gnawers in the streets, quietly imagining in my head the kinds of music I used to listen to before the outbreak since carrying a radio was a death wish, especially at night. As I was doing so, I observed the things in the streets below. Kinds of zombies I hadn’t had the chance to see before, some with massive spikes hanging from their back like a spider's legs, some glowed blue, some had a mix and multitude of features. One I saw sent shivers down my spine and actually stopped me in my tracks for a moment. It was significantly larger than your average Gnawer, much more mutant-like and built-looking. It had several extra digits, split feet with claws, rows of fangs that covered its face when its mouth was shut, and its ribcage seemed like a second mouth. The ribs moved back and forth from its chest like mandibles. In my trance of this awestruck feeling, it looked at me with a vileness in its piercing blue eyes. Once I had noticed I was doing nothing but standing there, I quickly ducked behind the AC attached to the roof of the building I stood on. I hyperventilated for a few seconds before barely regaining myself. Then, just as I had thought it would have moved on, I heard the vicious and quick clanging of metal coming from over the edge, I got up and sprinted. The first thing that came to mind was the worst, which was good because it was right: That thing with its rib mandibles had climbed up the side of the building and began running at me on all fours. I thought to myself this is only my first night out, I have no clue how to parkour like a Stalker would! My only option of escape was to outrun the soon-to-ensue horde that would be on me in seconds and as I ran from each rooftop, I could hear blood curdling inhuman howls in the distance and before I knew it- I was in the middle of a fabled chase Daniel always talked about.
Running For Dawn (Prelude, and Chapter 1)
Prelude I yelled out, as Daniel dropped to the ground. His wounds from that gnawer were much more severe than we thought. I ran over to him, dropping my make-shift machete, clanging to the ground and tightly gripped his shoulders. My mind had gone to the worst situation possible before he could muster the strength to even get a word out.
I dreamt that I joltingly woke up in the furthest back seat of the metro. Noticing that we'd just entered the underground portion of our trip. After looking out the back exit, I was compelled to stand up and slowly make my way forward through the caboose, make sure I wasn't alone and something was wrong. As I reached the connecting door, I saw that there were a bunch of other passengers, I was just alone back here and sighed with relief. Sitting back down, I pulled out my phone to play Geometry Dash until the end of the trip from the airport I arrived at to the city of Moscow, Russia. A sightseeing trip and I thought to myself: 'still playing games on my phone half way across the world... jeez.' Starting to feel guilty, I went to put my phone away but realized during my sleep, that it had reached one percent and died in my hand before it slid into my pocket, the last thing I saw being the date of August 5th, 2042.