Dead Minds

1. LUCAS - SURVIVAL

It was a terrifying view. Almost all the doors, windows and other parts of all the houses in this small neighborhood are broken or scribbled with red paint... or maybe it's not red paint... maybe it's BLOOD?! No, no my mind is thinking nonsense. Maybe the creator of 'The Purge' wants to make a new movie in this neighborhood or maybe 'The Walking Dead: Season 8'. Or maybe a new group of terrorist destroyed our houses and slaugte... I shouldn't think about that.

"Are the creators of 'The Walking Dead' trying to make a shooting in this neighborhood?" that was the first sentence that came out from my mouth.

A blonde haired girl in a pink t-shirt with red heart patterns and worn jeans walked to my right side and said "Could you not make a lame joke, Lucas? This is serious". Her name is Jean. She always said my jokes are lame but its actually not, right guys?

Another person, a boy with a western-like clothes except without the hat and a bit taller than me came, stood on my left side and said "I agree with Jean. My instinct tells that something bad happened to this place. I feel like we're being watched".

"You're just imagining it," I said. Even though I have the same feeling.

"I'm not! I'm seriously getting this uneasy feeling."

"What? The feeling of being watched by robots with 6 hands an eye and no legs?? Or maybe by the undead who wants to eat our brains?"

Jason and Jean simultaneously shouted at me "SHUT UP!". Their voice echoed through the neighborhood. Right after that we saw.. maybe only I saw three humanoid figures walking towards us in the dark.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing or am I crazy?"

"I think I saw them too," answered Jacob.

As soon as the dark figures stepped into the evening light, the dark figures revealed three humanoid figures with greenish-black skin, plain white eyes and torn clothes.

"I think we should run," Jean suggested.

"Why?"

"I think they're some kind of terrorist or baddies."

"They don't look like it."

"So what do you think they are? Robots with no legs and one eye?"

"Shut up."

While we were arguing, Jason walk towards one of the 'things'. As soon as one of the 'things' was in reach range with Jason, it automatically grabs his hand and try to pull him. As soon as Jason's face was right in front of its face, it tried to bite his neck. As soon as he realized that it tried to bite his neck, he raised his fists and punched its face. The 'thing' automatically let go of Jason's hand and it stumbled a couple cm ahead of Jason to the ground.

We heard the sound of the 'thing' stumbled. I looked towards the source of the sound and saw Jason and one of the 'things' on the ground. Then I saw another group of 'things' coming from behind of a small house in front of us. I started to sprint towards Jason. When I got near with Jason he shouted to me and Jean "Run!". So, Jason, Jean and me ran towards the shopping area which is also ruined.

As soon as we stopped, I said "I think they're not following us anymore."

"What actually happened back there. Why do we have to run?"

And Jason told us what happened. Then, Jean opened her mouth and said "I think Lucas is right."

"Me? Right about what?"

"Right about the undead."

"So, what are we gonna do now?"

"We shouldn't let ourselves get eaten or infected by them."

"Are you sure they're zombies?" Jason asked.

"I'm not sure... but let's just make this as a theory. We still need to be careful though."

Then they came back. The zombies came walking from the intersection up ahead but with a bigger horde. Much bigger horde. There's at least 100 zombies or more walking towards us.

"I think we should run," I suggested.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Then we started sprinting and running to nowhere. This is the beginning of our survival, the beginning of a new life.