Kevin fell to the ground, curling up like a foetus in the womb as Max marched forward, firing unending bullets at the zombies that rushed at them through the hole in the wall. As the last one fell, Kevin was aware that Max had not shot the gun at him, but past him. Grabbing the part of his body where his mind had deceived him into thinking he was shot and raising the hand he grabbed with to his eyes, he saw that there was no blood. Turning around, he saw Max lower his gun, with his back to him. “I saw you last night, Kevin. You made an empty beer can rise in the air like magic.” Kevin heaved a sigh as he rose up, regaining his composure well enough to stand behind Max and press the barrel of his gun into his back, even though he shook from the shock he had just been through. “And you said you were the Allfather, Sergeant Maxwell Johnson.” “There is a lot we have to tell each other, then.” Max answered, turning around to look at Kevin while pushing the barrel of his gun down

The evacuated victims who had escaped on the helicopters on the day the zombies broke out had been taken to an old underground bunker preserved from World War II, made by the government of Middlestown at the time to protect against explosives dropped from flying planes on the attack. In recent times, the bunker had come to be used as a storage facility for imports, and that was where the people of Middlestown found refuge. It had been made large enough to contain and keep two thousand people safe, the town's population during World War II, but the emergency had now forced three thousand out of Middlestown’s five thousand people population within — a thousand more than the expected number, most of the remaining two thousand lost to the zombies and a few managing to escape despite the overwhelming numbers of zombies that swept through the city, two of them Kevin Santorini and Maxwell Johnson. Although equipped with electricity and a number of new technologies, it was far from having t

Annie Lewis had spent all her time in the bunker a broken woman, only held together by the thin hope that somewhere amongst the three thousand people in this bunker was her husband and their three month old child, Nico. She was so focused on this hope that she held her daughter, Angela close in her arms, refusing to let go as though she was afraid to. The only member of her small family she could still see, she was so afraid of losing her daughter, and she strove to keep her close while battling with the voice in her head that told her that her husband and Nico never made it out of their house alive, refusing to believe it. Her daughter was breaking her too. The girl's eyes seemed to pierce into her soul when she gazed into them, as though she could see what her mother was thinking about. Together, they cried, but what Annie did not know was that her daughter cried for a much different reason than she did. It was only when she saw both her daughter's legs the next morning when t

That was how Middlestown woke up to something far worse than the horrors they were hiding in the bunker from.The thing that had been Angela Lewis swallowed the other half of her mother, and then moved to another patient in the Quarantine Room, a middle-aged woman who had not yet mutated but was only arching her back. It did not hesitate to devour that one with the same predator's instinct that had moved her to swallow Annie Lewis as prey. Worse, another man who had been bitten and given the vaccine was now twisting where he lay and growing in size, his bones moving under his skin the same way it had with Angela. Increasing until he completed his morphing into a hideous, rotting zombie, he was worse, being the size of a truck and almost twice the size of the first one.The horrified doctor turned to run off but only fell because of how his body shook, never being more confused in his life. Now that the solution had only helped to compound the problem, what was he to do?Other people

Stefan Kingsley had been a popular athlete in high school, winning several local races with shiny gold medals and coming out of several marathons in the top five, but all that had not stopped other people from outrunning him in a bid to get out of the bunker.A student away from the rest of his family living far off in another city, he had survived because he could outrun the zombies, and an old woman watching from her window rushed to open her door for him to get in as he ran from the walking corpses that followed him.The morning had begun for him with an early jog as was his daily routine, until everyone began to run helter skelter. Still, he stood still, confused, until his eyes saw two of those horrifying, walking corpses coming straight for him.Nothing could have kept him standing still after seeing that, and he ran off at top speed, with them rushing after him. Still, they had been gaining on him and he was losing hope, until he saw an open door and a woman screaming “Run in h