Zombie Apocalypse.

Journal 1, Learning to survive.
My name is Alex. Mercer. So anyways, it was just a normal day. I woke up, did all my morning things, then went to work. My job (luckily) was being a gun-store owner. I never thought I'd have to use them.
Theres a TV in my store. I just flipped it to the news channel as usual and sat down behind the counter. When the TV finally turned on and was on the news channel, I heard the lady screaming. Screaming is always a bad sign, so I listened more closely. After she was through, she stated that The Apocalypse was upon us, and that everyone should board up their homes and wait for the militairy evac in New York. I thought to myself, "hell, I'm in new jersey, i have plenty of guns, and it's not too far to this adress where they're evacing us. Time to lock and load. So I woke up my brother (he sleeps in the store) and told him what I had heard. His eyes instantly burned and he got clothed faster than I thought was possible. We both went back downstairs, grabbed a Fn-Scar each, a couple pistols, body armor, and of course, the Signature baseball caps, and flashlights.
Should I continue?

 

Justin, you can be my brother

 

~Day One, Leaving Home.
Me and Justin(for that was my brother's name) left with our guns held in our arms, with twin pistols in our hip-holsters. We walked down the hill, with no carriers(code-name for zombies) to be seen. I rummaged through my pockets and atlast with an "ah-ha!" I found my scopes and laser-sights, and tossed one of each to Justin, then put them on my gun and clicked on the laser-sight, just in case of carriers. We finally finished walking down the hill, and we turned left, me leading and Justin following, being cautious and making sure no-one, or no THING, was following us. We walked down the street and saw a few corpses, blood trails, and crashed cars. I, being the person that knew zombies(there was an outbreak before) knew that zombies weren't dead until a bullet was in their infected brain. So on each of the corpses, I shot a round into each skull, not bothering to check if they were uninfected. We then continued along the road, with a couple of shapes in the distance suddenly running towards us. I looked through my scope and saw the yellow lights in their eyes, and knew they were zombies. I said to Justin, "Dude, we've got company" He instantly turned around and saw the zombies charging towards us, and being the marksman that he is, fired a round into the skulls of each zombie. They dropped faster than rocks, believe me. After that was over with, We walked a few more miles until we found the crazy old man's house (with a house entirely made out of steel) and we walked inside, spent an hour making sure all entrances were closed, no zombies were inside, and we crashed on his two couches.

 

I'll be back in 6-7 hours, then I'll continue okay?

 

I add no more people!
~ Day 2, Looking for survivors
Me and Justin woke up, And we both agreed to start searching for other survivors to help us out with the survival and get to the evac. We rummaged through the house and found an assortment of guns, including rocket launchers, hunting rifles, and shotguns. We both dropped our SCAR's, and Justin grabbed a rifle while I got a shotgun and a rocket launcher (which was collapsible, so I put it in my bag) After this, we found two quads and we both drove one handed, shooting and splattering zombies along the way into the city. When we got to the bridge, we saw a green-haired girl behind some sandbags using a minigun to mow down countless waves of zombies. Both I and Justin screeched to a stop, and while Justin watched her I just threw a Molotov into the horde that I had found earlier. The girl saw the Molly flying over her and thus realised two things, One, she didn't have to shoot anymore, and two, she had company. She let go of the handles on the minigun, then turned around and looked at us, looking pretty badass with the fire behind her. She walked over to us and then stuck a pistol under my chin, then said "Oh, so you think you're so tough stealing all my fun eh? Well I have one thing to tell you, nobody messes with me." I stared at her silently, then said "well, survivors stick together. I believe you aren't infected, so shouldn't we stay together?" she just glared then nodded a slight yes, and I gave her the rocket launcher while she took it with a maniacal gleam in her eyes. She hopped on the back of my quad, and said to me "well are we gonna go or not?"

 

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