Chapter 1: The beginning

Larkin walked down the road, the sunlight shinning of his shaggy black hair. He was wearing a BvB T-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans, perfectly accommodated by his torn up converse, The Legacy was blasting from his Ipod. It seemed to him like the louder the music is, the more the world fades away. He looked up and saw his crush, Alexis Ingram, sitting on the bench by the road. Her scarlet red hair framing her angelic face, she was wearing her regular summer clothing which consists of a tank top, flip flops and skinny jeans. "Hey Larkin!" she said eagerly "H-hey" Larkin said nervously, he didn't know what it was but whenever he was with Lexi he couldn't talk right. "How are you?" she said patting the bench beside her, he sat down and said sheepishly "Umm..Good you?" He looked at her "Kinda scared.." she admitted "How come?" He asked "That new disease is getting closer to Maine" she said "Oh..what kind of disease is it again?" He asks examining a leaf "It's sort of like rabies but in humans" She stood up "Well I'll see you later" she says "yeah.." He says still examining the leaf.

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Larkin was roused from sleep by a blood curdling scream, he stood up from his bed and peered out the window. Multiple creatures were lumbering around the streets, a group of them were circled around a person, "What the...?" He said to himself and got dressed quickly. He walked downstairs and saw his windows broken and one creature standing in his kitchen, eating the package of raw meat Larkin took out earlier. "Hey! Get out of here" Larkin cried, but then grimaced when the creature turn around. It's face was half missing and it's skin was decaying. With a loud shriek the creature started running towards him "S**t" he said panicking, trying to find something, anything, to defend himself with. BAM! the creature tackled him to the ground, "F**k f**k f**k!" he exclaimed,the creature trying to bite him. With one hand holding the monster back he used his other hand to probe for any type of weapon. His fingers grazed the handle of a screwdriver Yes! he thought to himself and drove the screwdriver into the creatures eye and into his brain, splattering blood all over his face. He shoved the body off of him and went upstairs to his hidden hatch under his bed. This is gonna be a long night he thought to himself.