Already Dead

Chapter One

After finally getting up from bed, like any other day, I decide to take a shower and brush my teeth. The thing I hate most is the feeling of being dirty. Even though I'd much rather stay in bed all day, I cannot stand the feeling of gunk on my teeth, or how heavy my head gets with sweat and grease in my hair, or how my pores are drowning in the sweat they produce.

I finally finish up and wrap a towel around me. I live alone, I don't need to worry about scarring anyone's eyes.

I head down stairs and check my answering machine, which is like a dinosaur now that people have smart phones and stuff. I don't have many people to talk to anyway, and I just stay home so I don't need to spend most of my salary on an IPhone X Plus that's bigger than your face.

The number displayed on the machine sayed '5'. Not that I was expecting much, even though I hadn't checked it in a week. I turn on the first message, which was of course, from my parents. I headed through the doorway into the kitchen, still listening to the messages, I make myself a little snack before heading to bed.

Finally, the last message comes on, all of them being from my parents. I walk out to the hall where the machine was and listen as I nibble on my food. Another peeve of mine: The feeling of your stomach turning inside out when you haven't eaten in a while.

"Hi, honey. It's your mother... me and your father are worried about you." I sigh. she does this every week.

"We understand you're busy, but we just want to get a call from you once in a while, okay?" I call them every week. I don't understand why she says this every week.

I hear my father in the background curse. After a few seconds of silence, my mother finally says, "Um... Honey. Please give us a call when you can. There's a man walking oddly in our lawn and your fathers trying to deal with him. We love you-" The machine ended abruptly. I sigh again. I finish my snack and pick up the phone and dial their number.

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. I jump out of my skin. I look between the front door and the phone. I put the phone back on the receiver and head for the door. The knocks sounded more like thuds as I get closer to the door. I peer through the eye hole, but couldn't see anything, but the 'knocking' still persisted... odd.

I gulp and prepare myself for social interaction before I open the door. Once I open it, I jump back when an arm sticks through the bottom of the door. Panicked, I slam the door closed and the arm servers from body outside with a loud crack. Black ooze seeps out of the severed arm and it continues to move. I take a few steps back before it finally comes after me. It was like a drunk Thing from 'Addams Family'! I shriek as I stomp on it repeatedly, trying desperately to kill it. When it wouldn't die, only flatten with very loud cracks and crunches, and ooze spilling out the back with each stomp, I opened up the hallway closet and kick it in there and slam the door shut. Behind the door I can hear it drag itself around and bang against the walls and door.

Making sure the door is secure, I quickly go over to the phone and dial the police. After calling several times with no answer, I give up. I decide to pretend that everything is ok and call my parents. This time, I was only met with silence when I tried to use the phone, not even the buttons sounded when I pushed them. Getting annoyed and frightened, I walk up the stairs and into my office.

When my desktop computer wouldn't start, I flickered the light switch and finally concluded that the power was off. I lean back in my office chair and stare at the ceiling, drumming my fingers against my stomach. Well, what now?

I hear a car alarm go off outside. I roll my eyes and look outside through the blinds. I see quite a few of my neighbors walking towards the car. They all seem drunk by how they are walking and limping. I continue to watch, and that's when I heard the driver scream. Of course it was muffled since I'm inside. I'm intrigued by the scene unfolding in front of me. Once the car was surrounded, and the screaming had silenced, I finally realised what was happening....

Zombie Apocalypse