Passing Nation

Passing Nation [ 1 ]

Sam's P.O.V.

I slowly open my eyes. My dreamless state fades as the sunlight beams threw the torn curtains. This house- it doesn't even matter to me. The earth is living hell, but me and my friends are planning on getting threw all this. When everything was still... well normal: there was a sickness going on. The doctors didn't have time to figure out a name since it was so new. It was when the persons stomach doesn't agree on human foods. If they ate plants right out of the ground they'll still throw and gag it up, even if it was their favorite food. The hunger would then probably kill them, but they don't die. They come back alive in a specific way. The wake up with no control of their body. They are hungry for humans, their skin all pale and their eyes black. A living dead is the word. You wake up alive, you remember everything but you still want to eat your own kind, cannibals may I say. I haven't been in a situation with one of them before, so I don't know a lot about it [ A/n: I'll explain it more better in a few more chapters ] Me and my friends, we're not infected at all. Which is good. we're planning on beating this hell. We've been doing that for more than 3 to 4 years. The sickness become to come out of hand when we were 13. Some of our parents were here, but some were separated from all the panic that happened in town.

I sighed loudly, and get out of the sheet-less bed. We always move, hoping to find other people or an actual safe town. If we don't find something and it starts to get dark, we find a house and spend the night there. It's more dangerous at night. I open the door and a big creek was heard. I clap my hands loudly to wake up my friends.

" C'mon! We need to get going! Everyone up!" I yell as I grab my backpack from the side of my bag and my Katana. My katana has my moms initials on it because it was hers. I walk down the hallway and I hear movements of my friends getting up. The first door open and it was my fraternal twin brother Jack. He has brown hair and blue eyes, like me.

" Mornin' bro." I say as I lightly punch his shoulder. He's still half asleep.

" Shut up sis." he says to me and continues to walk down the long hallway. I turn around to make sure everyone is up. Even though that the world has ( technically ) ended, that doesn't mean we have to be serious all the time. Have a little bit of fun, laugh a little.

I open one door and see my friend Katelyn still asleep, her blonde hair everywhere. I walk over to the side of her bed and sit on her legs.

" WAKE UP!" I yell. She flinches but sees its me.

" I don't want to." She groans and turns towards the wall, opposite of me.

" Well suck it. " I say and grab her ankles, about to drop her off the bed.

" Okay. Okay. " She says. " Jeez women. " I laugh at her remark and leave the room. I rummage threw the house again one more time because yesterday we took everything we need. I go down into the dark basement, and a terrible smell reaches my nose. I covered my nose to breathe out of my mouth, so I can't smell anything. ( you know what I mean?) There was dead bodies under blood stained blankets. I coughed and went back upstairs, not taking in the smell and sight anymore. I see all my friends up and looking threw their bags. I walk over to a little circle coffee table where Shelby and David are stuffing their bags with supplies. Shelby Christman and David Yates were dating before all this, and still are.

Shelby looks at me and gives me a little smile. I nod and walk to the corner where some of my other friends are - Simmer Fintan and Jet Inkwell. They have been dating for the longest time. They even knew each other since they were two. Simmer is an innocent girl that doesn't deserve to be in the living hell, but Jet is a freaking badass may I just say. Simmer has the lightest blonde hair, almost looks white when the sun shines on it. Jet has brown hair and green eyes.