"Shit, shit, shit!" Zack whispered as he ran through an alleyway. A few walkers had caught sight of Zack while he was out looking for supplies. Zack saw more walkers coming towards him out of the corner of his eye. All of them were catching up to him, fast. As Zack reached for his gun, he ran into something solid, knocking him unconscious. Zack gained little consciousness and heard a faint noise of a chainsaw in the background, and then soon realized he was being carried away, before everything went black again.
Three months prior, a flu outbreak had occurred. Over thousands of people in the United States got infected. But as a person usually would, they went to the doctor and got put on medication. No one actually knew how many people got …show more content…
"You were sprinting, and not paying attention to what had been in front of you." He paused.
"You ran into me, knocking you out cold. I got to those things that were after you, those monsters." The man stepped out of the bathroom. He wore a long, white lab coat, with a black t-shirt and ripped jeans. He looked like he hasn't slept in weeks.
"The name is Nicolas. Nicolas Cage. But you can just call me Nic." Nic extended his hand out to Zack.
"Zack Hassler." Zack shook Nic's …show more content…
Where's your family? Friends?" Zack shrugged. He sat there for a moment replaying the moment when he lost all of them. "Don't know. I was with them one minute, and then the next, I wasn't." Zack sighed as Nic walked over to the bed and sat down.
"They could be dead for all I know." A tear ran down Zack's cheek. Zack has been on his own for the past month.
"Hey. It's okay. I can't tell you that you'll find them, because I don't know, but you're safe. That's all that matters."
Zack gives a half smile. Nic stands up, "I'm going to get you something to eat, you need your strength." Nic pats Zack's back and walks into the kitchen. On any other occasion Nic would have left a person for dead. But he just could not, under any circumstance, bring himself to leave Zack. He felt so drawn to him, something Nic has never experienced before. He had to take the boy in. Nic watched as Zack ate, no words had been spoken. Once Zack finished up, Nic grabbed his plate and took it into the Kitchen.
“Get some rest, boy. We have a busy day tomorrow,” Nic shouted from the other room. Zack didn’t reply, instead he just made his way back to the bed he woke up in. Once his head hit the pillow, he was out like a light. Nic, on the other hand, couldn’t sleep at all. He crawled out of the sleeping bag he had laid out on the floor and stood by
Three months prior, a flu outbreak had occurred. Over thousands of people in the United States got infected. But as a person usually would, they went to the doctor and got put on medication. No one actually knew how many people got …show more content…
"You were sprinting, and not paying attention to what had been in front of you." He paused.
"You ran into me, knocking you out cold. I got to those things that were after you, those monsters." The man stepped out of the bathroom. He wore a long, white lab coat, with a black t-shirt and ripped jeans. He looked like he hasn't slept in weeks.
"The name is Nicolas. Nicolas Cage. But you can just call me Nic." Nic extended his hand out to Zack.
"Zack Hassler." Zack shook Nic's …show more content…
Where's your family? Friends?" Zack shrugged. He sat there for a moment replaying the moment when he lost all of them. "Don't know. I was with them one minute, and then the next, I wasn't." Zack sighed as Nic walked over to the bed and sat down.
"They could be dead for all I know." A tear ran down Zack's cheek. Zack has been on his own for the past month.
"Hey. It's okay. I can't tell you that you'll find them, because I don't know, but you're safe. That's all that matters."
Zack gives a half smile. Nic stands up, "I'm going to get you something to eat, you need your strength." Nic pats Zack's back and walks into the kitchen. On any other occasion Nic would have left a person for dead. But he just could not, under any circumstance, bring himself to leave Zack. He felt so drawn to him, something Nic has never experienced before. He had to take the boy in. Nic watched as Zack ate, no words had been spoken. Once Zack finished up, Nic grabbed his plate and took it into the Kitchen.
“Get some rest, boy. We have a busy day tomorrow,” Nic shouted from the other room. Zack didn’t reply, instead he just made his way back to the bed he woke up in. Once his head hit the pillow, he was out like a light. Nic, on the other hand, couldn’t sleep at all. He crawled out of the sleeping bag he had laid out on the floor and stood by