Desperate Hope
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Phil sighed, he had no idea how he was going to steal the guard zombie's pistol. He had to try, so he started walking like a zombie towards the guard, the guard turned to look at Phil and hissed, phil tried to hiss too, the guard turned away. "Thats it.." he reached the gun whitout the zombie notising it, but when he got it in his hand he accidentaly dropped it to the ground, every zombie near enough looked at him, Phil went white from fear "I think its time to run like hell!" he tought, grabbed the pistol and started pushing through the dumbfound zombies, after some thinking they desided Phil was not a zombie, so they started walking to him.

"Oh no, i forgot the gate is filled whit them, and so is the roof, im trapped!"
He nervously searched for an alternate exit but found none, and the zombies were getting closer, he realised he was trapped, doomed, no way out. "You wont get me whitout a bloody fight!" he yelled, he shot one zombie to head, then the second, and so on untill he ran out of bullets. 9 dead and god knows how many to go. He started running towards the zombies, he putted his hands to cover his face and started to run past them, these were so slow they didint really do anything, Phil ran to a Elevator, he jumped in and quick pushed a button, any place better than that, the door closed crushing a few zombies in half, their upper torsos piled up in front of Phil. Phil was wery reliefed, he didint think hed make it that time, but by a miracle he did. He heard a Ping sound and the doors opened. He was at the roof, oh great. the zombies turned to him, and started walking towards him. "Oh no, not again" Phil said and quickly pushed the button that said:Basement. Sounds good. The Doors closed and he started going down, after a while the elevator suddenly stopped. "Just my luck..."


The elevator didint move, it was jammed. There was one good thing, no zombies could catch him now for a while. Phil sitted down and started eating the food he took from the store ealrlier, Chocolate bars, bread, milk, and some meat cans. Once he ate a little he desided to sleep for the first time in many, many hours. "I wonder how long its been when i sleeped the last time.." he tought and fell asleep allmost instantly.

This story reminds me alot of Dawn of the Dead ( Mall ) Shaun of the Dead ( Smelling and acting zombie to get past )

Heh heh, yeah ive taken ideas from Dawn of the dead and Doom Novells

Early Wake Up
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Phil woke up to a terrible noise, gunfire and screams. Did the reinforcments come? survivors? Before thinking about that Phil had to get away from this piece of junk called an elevator. There was a small hole at the roof for accidents like this, Phil climbed up it and saw that he had a lot climbing to do. It took him 20minutes atleast to climb all that way, but the gunfire could still be heard. Phil got up and was at the entrance hall, every zombie was dead. Every one of them. "Impressive..i wonder who..?" Phil tought.

Phil heard someone speakinh not too far away;

"Heh heh, i love the smell of fried zombies in the morning."
"Dont get too cocky Tom."
"Bah, its a beatiful sight nevertheless, isint it Jim?"
"I guess.."

"Humans! Living humans!" Phil allmost yelled. He jumped off his hiding spot to meet them. "Hey! great job killing all those zombies man!" he said in ave. "God damn, didint think to find any survivors here" said the other one "We dont have any time to waste, come whit us to the APC and then youll tell us what happened, noted the other guy, Phil nodded.

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"So, im Jim, Nice to meet you." Jim looked wery strict, serious man, he was about 30-40years old, he had few medals at his uniform, he were a Sergeant.

"Im Tom, at your service" Tom looked not depressed at all, happy id say, he was a Private, he seemed to be strong and not as wise as the other guy, he was about 20years old.

"Im Phil, Private first class of the Swat, we were sent here when the civilians started calling that people went to a bloodlust, my team consisted of 10men, we dropped down to 3 fast, and now only me." Phil explained. "Whit what weapon you killed all the zombies?" Phil asked curiously, "A Few grenades and the APC mounted MG finished the rest, dude!" told Tom proudly.

They talked about this and that for a while when the APC started moving wierdly. "Hey driver, what the hell are you doing?!" yelled Jim, then they crashed to something and the APC stopped. "What on earth..!?" Phil yelled
"Are you allright?" asked Tom, Jim and Phil nodded.

They carefuly peaked into the drives seat and found ot there was no driver, only some blood at the chair.

"Oh my god!" yelled Tom....

This is good stuff, man. Keep it coming!

Those comments are the thing that keep me writing! thanks!

Something Unusual
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Tom turned white of fear and whispered "h how c could he dissapear like that? w wheres the b body" Jim turned to look at tom and whispered "Get a hold of yourself, Tom!" he tried to stay calm but you could have seen from Jim's face that he didint like this either. "..Run like hell! run for your lives!" Phil suddenly yelled, Jim and Tom nodded and they went out the APC and ran a few hundred meters.

"Chek your weapons, i dont know what we are dealing whit" Jim told, Phil and Tom nodded. Tom's hand was shaking as he was reloading his Famas rifle, Phil looked at him and said; "Tom, you stay back" Tom nodded and took a few steps back. Then they standed there, ready for anything.

Tom went green and whispered; "My god, look at the APS's roof!" there was a some kind of mutated zombie standing at the roof, waching at our heroes, the mutant looked like 2zombies whit 1 head and instead of hands it hand long blades implanted there. Tom looked like he was going to throw up.

"Open fire!! For god's sake kill that bastard!" Jim yelled and they started firing at the zombie, the zombie seemed to take no damage at all. It was still looking at them whit its rotting eyes. Then it jumped off the APC and started running towards them. "The bullets are no good against it! have any grenades left?!" Phil yelled, "Tom has few!" Jim told, "Tom give me a grenade!" Phil yelled, Tom was frozen. "Tom! Give me that grenade! Now!" Phil roared.

"TOM" Jim yelled, Tom shook his head and gave the grenade to Phil, he pulled the pin and threw it to the closing zombie, it exploded and threw the zombie meters away. It didint move anymore.

They approached carefuly the body. "Is it dead?" Whispered Tom, "I think so" said Phil. "What is it? a virus spreading disease that makes you turn zombie can be understood, but that? what on earth is it?" Asked Jim.

"I dont think its a virus that changed people in to a zombie anymore, Jim.." Phil said whit a dark face.

Keep going man I really am enjoying this story.

Nice to hear Heres a really shocking episode!


The Thruth Revealed
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"What you mean?!" Jim asked. "I wish id know.." Phil whispered. "But what i mean is, all this proves that this is not work of Terrorists, or any plague, it is something more deep, something evil.. I dont know what it is, but we arent dealing whit terrorists here." Phil sighed, Tom and Jim nodded.

"But hey, were there any others sent here whit you two?" Phil asked "Yes ofcourse, a few hundred soldiers were dispatched here." Jim said. "We have to start looking for them, we need help in this, assuming any of them is alive." Phil said, "We did see a few soldiers when we drove here whit the APC, id say, like 20 soldiers, we have a camp there" Tom said, Phils face started to look a little brighter, "A camp? where?" he asked, "Over there, not too far away." Jim said, "Then lets go there!" Phil said, and so they started walking towards the camp.

They killed a few slow zombies on the way there, nothing to tell about, really. Finaly they got close enough to the camp to see it, it was not a pretty sight. "My God!" Tom yelled once again. The camp was on fire, tents burning, barricades crushed, blood here and there, and even a few stakes whit heads on them. They ran closer and saw only more death, it was really a sight that will make you depressed. They were all shocked, especialy Tom; "This isint happening! This cant be happening!" Tom was shaking his head, Jim and Phil were too shocked to ease Tom's fear. "Stakes whit heads on them..this is not the work of a zombie" Phil finaly got out his mouth, "Definetly, not" Jim nodded.

Tom was sitting on the ground, his head resting on his knees. "Theyr all dead, i cant belive it, everyones dead." Tom sobbed. "Jim, go talk to Tom i'll go search for any weaponry." Phil ordered, Jim nodded.

Phil walked around the camp, he did not found any bodies. "All turned to zombies.." he tought. "I wonder.. what could possibly slaughter 20 highly trained soldiers like this? It would have needed masses of zombies... Maybe they have masses of zombies.. They? what am i talking about?" he was talking to himself. He found no weapons, no ammo. "How strange, maybe the zombies can use weapons" He realised, then he heard a loud gunshot. "Oh shit! Jim and Tom!" he yelled and started running back to where they were.

He stopped quickly, he saw Tom whit a pistol in his hands and Jim lying on the ground killed. "Tom? TOM?!" He yelled, "What have you done, Tom? Why?" he allmost cried out, he took his pistol from his belt and started slowly walking towards Tom. "Tom..Why did you kill him Tom?" Phil whispered, his hands were getting sweaty as he squished the pistol.

Tom raised his head "The End is coming... You cant stop it..We all are going to die." Tom told whit a wery deep voice. Then he raised his pistol pointing in his head. "TOM NO!" Phil yelled and Tom fired his gun. Phil's only friends in this nightmare were lying dead. Phil fell on his knees and started crying.

"They dont need zombies..all they need is to make us insane!" Phil sobbed.....

Now Wasnt that a nice episode?

These are great stories to read.

That was a weird ending though

Keep it up

~Don~

Nice... very nice.... I wonder how Philly's gonna get out of this one!!

No Worries Here
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Phil squished his fingers to a fist, he was not sad anymore, he was in fire. He raised up, "I will rip you bastards to pieces whit my own hands!" he yelled whit a threathing voice. He took Jim's and Tom's weapons and started running, he did not know where, but he knew what he had to do. He had to kill as many zombies before he dies. He knew he didint have any chanches, but he wouldnt leave whitout a fight. The Rookie had grown up. Phil was pumped up, he started running slower, scanning the area for any zombies to squash.

He stopped running. He understood what was happening, he was starting to become one of them, in a way. All he wanted was to kill. He tried to relax, cool himself off. "You wont fool me.." he whispered. He was tired, he laid down. "Im an easy target if i sleep..but i dont care..." he said and fell asleep.

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He woke up to some wierd noise. "What now?" he stood up to look whats going on. There was hundreds of zombies marching forward in a line, "Where are they going?!" phil tought. The zombies were walking towards a truck, the truck was surrounded by... Armed Humans?! No.. Armed Zombies! "Great" Phil said, "The zombies know how to use weapons! i bet they are going to get weapons from the truck!".

Phil's "Moral" got a major blow, he had no chanches against armed zombies, even if theyd suck in shooting. "I have to get out of here before they notice me" Phil tought, and started walking away as quietly as he could. It was wery dark, so he did not see a thing really. As he was moving away he tought he made it, and then he bumbed into something. He allmost yelled but kept it inside. He fell on his back, he took his pistol from his belt and aimed at the darkness. "Who are you..? Zombie?" he asked like there would be anyone alive besides him. The guy stepped out of the darkness. "Oh god, Tom!" Or, the remains of. Tom looked like one of those mutants, he had long blades in his hands. "Jesus!" Phil whispered and started shooting at Tom's head, He smirked, "I told you, the end is here" Ex-Tom said, "What?! you can speak!" Phil was confused, Shocked, and Scared.

"Yes i can speak, i am, could you say, the perfect zombie." he said. "Tom, listen, dont..." Phil didint have time to end what he was saying becouse Tom cutted his chest whit 1 of his blades.

It felt like in slowmotion, Phil puked blood, his eyes went wide open, he looked at Tom whit a puppy stare, the world was red, his eyes filled whit blood, he fell down to his back and tried to breathe. "*cough* Why?.. why is this happening? *cough* i dont want to die, i want to wake up from this nightmare, *Cough* oh god." Phil sobbed. "Shut up!" Tom yelled and kicked Phil to his wound, "AaaERGHAhh! *Cough*" Phil screamed.
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OMG! Phil cant survive from that? Or can he?! Youll see!!

Nice suspence, I cant get enuf..... Godam mutated blade weelding zombie freak meanies

A Miracle (A bit rushed, just a climpse of what to come.)
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The strange noise Phil was hearing started to hear clear, it was heavy rumbling.. It was a tank! Many tanks! The tanks opened fire at the zombie hordes, they all exploded and blood splattered everywhere, hundreds of zombies vanished in a few seconds. Seeing this Tom hissed at Phil and ran away.

Whit all his strenght phil took his pistol and shot in the air, getting the attention of the tanks, a few soldiers went out and ran towards Phil. "Thank..God..This is...A..Miracle.." Phil coughed up. "Are you allright soldier? Oh shit, Hang on!" one of the soldiers yelled. They carried Phil inside the nearest tank.

"Look what we found, a god damn survivor. Do we have any morphine here?" One of the soldiers said. "Heres a little" other one said and gave Phil some morphin. "How on earth are you still alive? Your going to tell us everything you know, if you live long enough to." One of them said. "Yes..Thank..You" Phil said.

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Phil woke up, he was at a hospital tent of some kind. "It is a miracle that you survived that wound. Your lucky your alive, soldier, the wound was just one centimeter close to your hearth." The doctor said. "I was sure i wouldnt make through it." Phil said whit a reliefed look. "Once your fully healed your home free soldier. I mean if your town havent yet got zombified." the doctor said, Phil's face turned dark again; "What you mean? other towns infected, too?" Phil said, "Yes.. What town you from?" the doctor asked, "London!" Phil said, the doctor looked down to his feet and said; "London is infected..Allmost all the major cities are..Im sorry"

Phil screeched his teeth, he was on fire again, he felt Angry and Confused; "no! No! NO!" Phil yelled out loud, "Im Wery sorry, but you must try rest" the doctor demanded and leaved the tent. "They have taken everything from me, my family, my friends, i got nothing left... Nothing to fight for..." Phil whispered himself.