It Lies Within Us

It lies within us.
Another being that we do not know of.
And when we are bitten by this being,
we become it.
Forgetting the human we once were.
We now live in a world where we have to do whatever it takes to survive from these beings.
Trust no one.
And travel alone.


1. Prologue: The Epidemic


 Have you ever seen a love one die in front of you?

 Have you ever seen them come back to life, right before your eyes?

 I have. 

 And it wasn't a beautiful sight.


 Thursday July 6, 2017

 15:09 pm


 It was a typical afternoon being home alone, like every Thursday. The apartment that I lived in was silent, and the birds were happily chirping outside. I sat in my bed listening to The Black Keys album 'Turn Blue' that had come out when I was 14-years-old. It has been three years since then and, personality wise, I hadn't changed. But little did I know that I was completely oblivious to the situation that was gonna abruptly strike the U.S., and change the person I once was.

 15:11 pm

 You know that scary sound that comes on your TV whenever there is a thunderstorm warning or a tornado warning? Or any kind of warning actually. Well, that same sound appeared on the TV in the living room but the sound of a female news reporter appeared afterwards. Out of curiosity, I walked out into the living room, my music still blaring loudly but I could still understand the woman's words.

 "Police say that 29-year-old Jeremy Fielder has been suspected for the crime of the killing of Tina Kura. Detectives have reported that they found various bite marks along her right forearm." 

 Then I began thinking, why would this be breaking news?' Then I continued listening and as if they read my mind, they answered my question.

 "Authorities say that Fielder hasn't been responsive and they had to handcuff him to a sturdy table in able for him to calm down. They also say that it seems as if he is brain dead, he is drooling excessively and his skin is very pale..."

 As the woman's voice trailed off I furrowed my eyebrows as I tried to figure out what could possibly be wrong with the man. 


 No. That's impossible.


 16:34 pm


 The news was still going on, reporting every event occurring that involved the man or cases similar to his. Around this time my mom came home.



 I had said as I sat on the floor with my legs crossed in what seemed like a trance to me as I watched the news. The last time I had really watched the news and was interested in it was when I was only 5, but it was nothing like this back then. My mom furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at me.

 "What's up with you?"

 I nodded my head towards the TV and answered.

 "The police are talking about a man who bit a woman and she died. The man is in questioning at the moment but they say that his skin is pale and he is unresponsive as if he was, brain dead."
 "He's probably sick from biting that woman." My mom had said as if it was nothing and walked into the kitchen.

 "Yeah, but it's so unusual..."
I pierced my eyes as I continued to look at the TV, and then my mom spoke.

 "You shouldn't worry about it too much, after all it doesn't involve you."
I shrugged my shoulders 


I continued to sit in front of the TV, my mom willingly watching it with me while she was on her phone. Then all of a sudden-

"Attention. We need everyone to evacuate to their nearest police station, fire station, and hospital. We will be evacuating everyone to a ship off the coast. You can believe us and do as we say, or, you can ignore us and take your chances. But believe us. Believe us..."

Then the TV went to a static screen and all I did was look at my mom and run into my room gathering some light clothes along with combat boots and running shoes. Then I grabbed some snacks and stuffed them in their. I walked out of my room but before I shut the door I looked at it one more time and grabbed a necklace with a music note that was precious to me. Then closed the door. My mom and I quickly left the house, hopping into the car with my mom driving as fast as she could. My dark dark brown eyes looked out the window, seeing some car wrecks here and there, people on the side of the road crying. Everything and everybody was in a frenzy. I didn't know what to think or what to do. For some reason, I couldn't emotionally feel anything. It was as if I was in a trance, or maybe I was truly terrified and didn't know how to react. Because I didn't.

A few minutes later we went to the nearest police station and quickly got out the car. My mom was holding my hand, as if she was trying to comfort me. But I looked at her and noticed that she was even more scared than I was, so I squeezed her hand, reassuring her that everything would be okay. She looked at me, tears in her eyes but she didn't let them fall. Although I was scared I didn't show her that, I wanted to be strong, for her sake.

Some police men separated the men from the women and children and they took my mother and I into a large white van. We sat down with other mothers and children and my mom sat on the right side of me, and I looked at her and the tears that were in her eyes looked as if they would fall down any second. But I continued to hold her hand, trying to be strong for her so I had someone else to worry about besides myself. I didn't wanna break down and go crazy. I didn't want that to happen again.

I looked around the van and saw all the other mothers and children, crying their eyes out as they held on to each other. But it made me realize that I was the only one not crying, besides this one child. A boy with light brown hair, his eyes were closed as he leaned his head back. He held his mothers hand just like I did, and said nothing, thought nothing.

Then I looked behind the boy and noticed a black SUV in the distance traveling at dull speed. Our van was midway towards the traffic light ahead of us and if both of us kept going at the same speed we would defiantly make impact. So I quickly got up and went to police officer that was driving.

"Hit the breaks!"

"No! Sit down!"


But it was too late.

The SUV had already made impact with the back half of the van. My body flew towards the left with a rough impact and the car flipped over at least three times. I opened my eyes after being knocked out for a short amount of time. I looked around, there was glass all around me and as I tried to move I squinted my eyes in excruciating pain. I looked at my left hand and saw that there was a medium sized piece of glass in it. My eyes widened a bit as I looked at it and I placed my right hand on the piece of glass. I was hesitate to take it out, but I knew I had to. So I took a deep breath and started pulling it out as fast as I could. I screamed out in pain just a little bit just so I could get it out quick. I took a breather as I looked at the wound.

"At least it isn't that deep."

I looked around, seeing all the other mothers and children, no longer crying, but lying there.


I didn't know what to do as I covered my face for a bit and looked down at my feet, but when I looked down at my feet I noticed a light shining at me. Out of curiosity I looked up, only to find that the other half of the van was ripped apart just a bit somehow.

Then it hit me.


I shouted as I crawled out of the van as fast as possible. Once I was out I looked around, seeing more bodies of people who didn't deserve any of this. There were some body parts severed from it's original owner and it was just gross. I just didn't know what to do. Then I heard a groan in the distance, it had come from behind the other half of the van. I quickly but quietly walked to where I heard the sound and I covered my mouth before I could scream. Tears welled up in my eyes as I saw another human no, a zombie, biting the arm of my mother.

I looked around for the police officer and found a knife in his belt and grabbed it. I turned around and took a deep breath as I ran forward and stabbed the zombie in the head. I quickly pulled the knife out and the zombie fell to the side and I looked at my mother, her eyes were closed. I began crying as the knife fell out of my hand and I fell to the floor.

"No! No! Mom! This shouldn't've happened to you! It should've been me..."

I covered my face as I looked down, tears running down my cheeks and falling on to my thighs. I sobbed quietly, and then I heard another terrifying groan.

I looked up to see my mother slowly standing up, her eyes were dead. She was gone. I already knew it. I panicked as I slowly stood up and looked at her as she walked slowly at first. I walked backwards and then she groaned louder and she came at me. I quickly turned around and ran towards the police officer, frantically looking for a gun. Once I found it, I had enough time to check if there were bullets, and luckily they were. So I cocked the gun back and aimed it at my mother who was running towards me. I took a deep breath and pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting her straight in the head as she fell backwards.

I lowered my gun still crying just a bit as I looked up at the sky and screamed.


Have you ever seen a love one die in front of you?

Have you ever seen them come back to life, right before your eyes?

I have.

It wasn't a beautiful sight




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