Hey this is a new style of story a zombie post apocalyptic one . I really hope you guys enjoy . All elements of the story are fictional any ressemblance is pure coincidence
At the edge of death
By ink_vendetta
Chapter 2
It had been three days ... three days he had stopped feeling good . The fever he had , had persisted, all he wanted to do was to sleep, thats all he managed to do . He couldn't even focus ,he wasn't hungry which was not natural for him , nor was he thirsty . Im so tired , what the hell is happening , i need to call someone he taught , but whom, Whom could he call , who was he usually calling when thing went bad ? Why was his appartment so different ... it almost seemed like a new place, was he even living here ? If it wasnt then how did he get here , he needed to go to a hospital and quick something was wrong , very wrong , he could barely manage to get up but gathering all of his willpower ,he managed to get up , wall the hallways and open the door , he wanted to go out , maybe a bit of fresh air would help, it couldnt hurt . He somehow manage to get to the stair ,as he started to go down the step , he tripped and he fell ,it was strange he thought. Even if he fell , he didnt feel any pain . He finally manage to reach the entrance ,he went outisde, he smelled something delicious in the air , the smell was divine almost as if he had smelled his favorite for the first time in years , was he finally hungry ? No he didnt really feel hungry , what was happening, he was craving . " No I should be trying to get to the hospital " but not even a minute passed and he was once again following the smell " people we're looking at him like he was crazy , like something was wrong with him. "Where are we? " this area was familiar yet it felt like he knew this place . He wanted to ask , the people he crossed paths with, but he somehow couldnt talk his throat , it felt so dry . He just kept walking and walking hoping that he was in the right direction , strangely the closer he got to the smell, the stronger he felt , the more in control he was, the more aware he became . It was hard to explain , it wasnt as he could focus at all , any thing that required him thinking seemed like an impossible task. After what seem like an eternity he had reassurance that he was indeed on the right track , the trajectory was in fact simply a couple of kilometers, it had seemed so far , but it didnt matter he had finally found the source of the smell ,it came from an alley , this alley seem so familiar , it was alarming ." Isnt this the alley next to my building? , he thought" . " Did i smell this from the window , of my appartment, he ask himself ?" What was it ,it looked like a dead animal , but it smelled like the most delicious thing , it could be dead , why did it smell so good ? Why had it been so appetizing , he had traveled solely for the scent yet the reality was different .Why was his reality so different ? He surprised himself falling to his knees,as if his body moved without him asking it , like he was in control anymore . "Whats the hell was going on ? " he fell hard to his knees yet he didnt feel any pain , that corpse smell was so intoxicating, it was if it called to him , it was hypnotizing , he simply couldnt resist . Abandoning all reason he picked him up ,salivating more and more , he was thinking to bring it back to the appartment to cook it . But as soon at it was within his mouth reach ,his mouth lowered and a small growl escape .He took a bite , feeling the rotten flesh in his mouth felt right , it felt natural
