I Have Lost My Humanity

Death On A Live Feed

"Arrrgh! Oh, my God!" The man's scream tore through the speakers as he ran through one of the Isles within the store.

With the help of his camera, which was no longer trained on him, we were able to see the infected running after him.

They snarled and bit at the air as they gained upon him. Beside me, Bright began to chant. "Run away!" as though the man could hear him.

"Gruuugh!"

"Get away from me!"

The comments rolled in with some sending in laughing emojis, too.

-"Find a place to stay!"

-"Scream at them!"

-"Start a fire!"

-"Why did you even go outside?"

-"Now you are now running when you should have waited for the military from the start!"

-"This poser is dead as hell, hahaha!"

I was hurt on his behalf seeing the comments of people.

He had been warned at the beginning. Still, what else could he do? His family was starving.

"He needs help!" Sofia screamed.

"Do you want to help him?" Collins retorted.

"Perhaps, carry your brother's QUAX arm and go and shoot them?"

My sister was older than Collins by five years, but Collins didn't care about that since he hardly respected anyone.

They began to argue, but I shut them out and focused on the video.

"I don't know where to go! They got in through the door! Help me!"

His words became incoherent at a point, and I realized he was getting tired.

Quickly, I pulled the laptop towards me, causing them to stare at me as I began to type on the screen. They pressed towards me as I typed in the words: USE YOUR AXE.

I didn't know if he could read it, but I really hoped he had enough sense to use his weapon. Suddenly, the camera fell, and the only thing we could see was running purple feet.

"Did they get him?" Bright asked.

No one answered. I was gripping the laptop so hard that I feared it would break.

Several seconds later, a scream was heard...

"Noo! Arrrghhhh!!! Kyaarrrhhggggghhh!" It sounded like a person undergoing the worst form of torture as the scream echoed repeatedly.

"Run away, you dimwit!" Sofia screamed as though the man wasn't already getting ripped apart.

The camera was showing nothing but we could hear the sounds...

The sound of crunching bones and ripping flesh.

The man had been caught by the infected. BJ closed his little sister's ears and eyes as the infected made a wet, slurping sound while they chewed on the man's flesh.

For the umpteenth time, I had witnessed another human fall to the infected, and I was unable to change the outcome.

The comments also showed how the viewers were disappointed by what they watched.

-"Should have fucking stayed home."

-"Where the fuck is the military?"

-"Do you think he will turn?"

-"He's fucking stupid. Who told him to go out there?"

-"He has a wife and kids. How will he feed them?"

-"More like he is going to feed on them now hahaha,"

At the same time the last comment rolled in, the infected began to run wildly through the store, their feet pounding heavily against the ground as they moved.

As they passed by the camera, one of them accidentally stepped on it, and it sent a loud crunching sound through the air as the plastic casing of the camera snapped and shattered.

The live feed transmission went off.

"Oh my God," my mum muttered as she reached over with her arms open toward my sister.

I looked at the rest and saw the worry in their eyes.

We had all watched the video and I was sure similar thoughts were running through everyone's mind;

'How were we going to get food and other necessary supplies if they run out before the military arrived? Are we going to starve?'

In light of the situation, it was advisable to stay home but how we could if there was nothing to sustain us? If the infected caught up to us, would we have the strength to run or fight back?

There was still electricity which allowed us to get updates about what was happening in the world but it wasn't enough.

If the authorities don't come up with a solution soon, we were all going to meet a bitter end.

I for one wouldn't sit back and witness my loved ones die so I began formulating plans in my head.

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Three days passed and nothing happened still. During this time I had secretly been visiting the shack outside the house, situated within the compound.

We watched more videos of people who tried to step out of their houses but were either killed or turned before our very eyes.