very nice story, Jouni. i liked it very much.

And the storie goes on, i'm saving everything on a wordpad , im gona try put it in microsoft words just to see how many A4 paper it takes

Sweet Phils back, awsome. Dude you have a real knack for this. I mean..... PHILLS BACK WOOT

Yeah, i kinda like writing about Phil a lot more than the others.

Im so happy that you like this story

Edit: Ill start making a new episode now

I cant wait for it

Back in action
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Step by step Phil approached the base, "Must find food... Or die trying" Phil tought, He saw a dropped pistol in the ground near the planes. Phil picked it up and putted it in his pocket. "Whoever dropped this wont be needing it anymore.." Phil looked at the massive, but now ruined steel gate. "Wow" Phil said. He started walking inside, he saw two figures walking there, but his hunger made his vision weak so he did not see are they zombies or not. Phil avoided them, sneaking to the closest building that looked like a canteen.

Phil saw vending machines, it was a heavynly sight to him, he ran to them and broke the glass, all sorts of candies and drinks fell out. Phil ate and drinked , not the best food but it had to do. Once he was stuffed he putted the rest in his backpack. Phil could see and think clearly now. Phil was back in action. He drew his pistol and walked out the canteen.

Phil took a peak at the two figures he saw earlier, "Theyr not zombies but they arent humans either.. It looks like theyr searching for someone, that means there is a survivor or survivors here. I must find them" Phil tried to make a plan to get past them but he got none, "I will have to do it the old way then, God help me." Phil tought. He went out of the building and yelled; "Hey you! Over here!" The beasts turned around, made a noise and started running towards Phil. "Yes yes, now what?" Phil took his pistol and started shooting at them, "I know your there, and this is an excelent time to help!" he yelled in hope of getting the survivors help. He hitted the other ones head, it's head exploded and it fell down. "Bullseye!" Phil yelled, unfortunately that was his last bullet.

"Oh shit!" Phil threw the pistol away, "Now what, kill it whit my bare hands? Oh come on..!" Just when Phil tought he was done for someone rushed from the darkness.

The beast turned around, just to get a sword in its chest. It made a horrible growl but did not die, it just got angrier. The beast kicked the sword guy in his chest, he flied meters backwards. Ouch. Phil looked at the beast his eyes wide open. "Fuck.." he whispered, the beast walked towards the person it just kicked, it smirked, drew the sword off its chest and 'attached' it to the survivors chest. "Gahh!" he yelled and puked blood, "I have to do something!" Phil tought and started running towards te beast, it turned around and tried to hit him, Phil dodged and sliced to grab the sword.

Phil smirked, "Take this!" Phil jumped in front of the monster and sliced its fragile head off. Blood splattered upwards.

Phil hurried to the human, "You allright? Of course you arent.."
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So he killed a survivor?

Whoa...

Hmmm..

So that musta been Alex..

~Don~ Oh well for Alex

If i understood you right, Phil did not kill him.

Just posted this to draw this back up, going to rest a bit then ill probaply start writing.

Long way down
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"Listen.. Whats your name?" Phil asked, "A.. Alex" the man answered, "Allright Alex, your going to be allright" Phil took his jacket and wrapped it around Alex'ses wound, "Drink this" Phil gave a Coke to Alex. "Is there any place whit medical stuff?" Phil asked, "..Right there at the building whit the red cross in it.." Alex answered, "Right" Phil said and ran to the hospital, "Where could all the bandages be?!" Sweat was dropping from Phil's face, he opened every possible cabinet and locker, and finaly he found a box full of bandages, morphin, and others.

Phil ran back to Alex, Alex'ses breathing was getting weak, Phil gave him some morphin and wrapped a bandage around his wound, "Dont die.. I dont want to be alone again..!" Phil said.

Despite Phil's effort the bleeding did not seem to stop. Every second Alex was breathing slower and weaker, "Listen, Alex, ill carry you out of here!" Phil said, "No.. I will just, slow you down... There is still.. Other countries... Alive... You must, try get out of here.." Alex said, drew his last breath and died.

Phil was alone again, alone against unimagineable horrors, he did not know what to do. "I still cant belive all this, this cant be happening, I want to wake up!! I want to wake up.." Phil had no choice but to go on, alltough suicide seemed as a good option at that time, he realised that he had made it this far by miracles, maybe lady luck will help him in the future too.

Phil started walking in the deserts again, whit deserts i mean once beatiful forests, now turned into endless deserts, endless images of death and misery. Phil was one of those images himself, his face was as dark as night itself, he was covered whit blood and smellt allmost as bad as the zombies did.

It started raining, Phil looked up in the sky and letted the rain clean his face. He opened his eyes, "I will survive, i will live, im going to make through this." Phil confinced himself, he made a small smile and continued walking.

The rain was like a prove to Phil that he had to go on, that he had a meaning.
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Sorry for not posting, my 'rest' went a bit too loong than expected

Very nice, I like how the 2 Main characters met eachother. Very nice way to put things in perspective. POST AGAIN!!!!

Giving up is not an option
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After hours of walking, Phil arrived to something that used to be a village, but now deserted. "Strange, no bodies, no blood, and the buildings are in good shape. Phil saw a newspaper, the first page said;


Goverment evacuating the island of Heavensgate:

The goverment demands that everyone stays calm and awaits for aid, everyone alive must stay together as a team and salvage every useable weapon, other countries have sent planes to pickup every survivor. There is still hope, do not give up.

Phil dropped the newspaper, "No wonder this village is so tidy, everyone has been evacuated" He realised that most propably everyone still alive has been rescued, or killed, at the time he was a zombie. "Great.. Now what...."

Phil started wandering around in the town, the town seemed to be near the ocean, becouse there was a big port. "This is it! I will just have to get a boat and get the hell out of here!" Phil yelled enlightened, there was many good boats but he had keys to none. After a half an hour of frustrating searching he found a boat that had keys in it. Phil fired the engine and started sailing away from the port.

The boat was rather small boat whit a engine, it went pretty fast. There was a small room whit a bed in it at the boat. "I doubt any zombie will get to me in the ocean, finaly ill get a good sleep" Phil went to bed and went asleep right away.

Phil woke up, it was morning and the sun shined kindly. Phil went outside to take a look where could he be.

It was not sunshine, it was the burning flames all around him. Huge battleships were floating past him, they were all in flames. Phil was stunned at the sight, and even more when he realised what had happened, "Those ships werent meant to kill zombies, they were evacuating people from other countries!" Phil rushed inside his boat, "There has to be a radio somewhere in this junk.." There was a small radio, and it was a working one. Phil turned it on, he heard nothing, he tried connecting to different countries but he heard nothing, no commersials, no songs, no news.

Phil tried to smash the radio in frustration, "God damn it! Those F****** ********" He ran back outside to look at the ships, "Nevertheless, i may find guns and food from there.."
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Have the zombies taken over the whole planet? Is this the end of the place once called Earth?

Trapped
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Phil did not like taking risks, well, anymore. He yelled as hard as he could, "Hello?!" in a blink of an eye zombies rised, hundreds of them. "Oh, well, so much for that idea" Phil was going to turn away, but then he discovered something terrifying, the zombies started jumping to water, and swimming towards him. Phil rushed to turn the boat away, but he allready heard them trying to climb up. Phil peaked out of the window, some of them were allready up in his boat. "Shit, now what?" Phil had no weapons, he was completely defendless, he could throw oil to them and burn them, but that would take his boat too.

Phil nervously tried to think something up but he had no idea what to do. "The only way out.. Is through them" Phil wrapped some rope around his chest and went outside. Phil letted out a warcry and started running towards them, he kicked, punched, and just plain ran through them, then he jumped to the water, it was freezing cold but that wasnt his biggest concern now. He threw the rope he took on one of the boats and climbed up whit the rope. Phil was full of scraches but luckily not bitten, yet. Surely there are more zombies inside the boat. The zombies tried to climb up to the bigger ship but it was too high and smooth.

Phil started searching for food and weapons in the ship.
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[Edit: Duh, meant food not wood..]

This is a g r e a t story! it has gotten a little bit weird, but...
i really like where it is going, scary all the time and that. But one thing i'd love: a BIG fight between zombies and humans, like that last stand some time ago in what seemed to e the last bit of humanity.

Thanks, and it will get more scary and wierd in the future once i get "inspired" again

here is an "inspiaring" picture