Day 22: Kill it with Fire

“Are you going to explain yourself or should we throw you outside to that creature?” Reggie asked, taking a closer step towards Johnathan.

“No! You can’t hurt my daddy!” Nina exclaimed and rushed into Johnathan’s arms. “Please. He’s all I have left.”

Johnathan kissed her cheek and bowed his head with a sigh. “You’re right, Reggie. I haven’t been completely honest with you,” he started as Fadil entered the room. “I told you all that I was the projects supervisor. What I didn’t say was there were several projects happening over the course of eight years.” He took a seat as the others gathered around him. “The original working project was to find a cure for cancer and other diseases that manipulate cell structure and DNA and we were close…at least I thought we were.”

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Day 18: Deadly Secret

“Liz, hand me that shovel,” Fadil groaned as he struggled to keep the doors shut. She rushed over to the wall and snatched the gardening tool from the rack. Fadil shoved it between the handles of the door and quickly backed away. “We have three maybe four minutes tops before whatever’s out there gets inside. Look for something, anything that can be used to fight them off.”

“What about the riding mower?” Liz suggested. Fadil took a look at the gas gauge and sighed.

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Day 14: Sticky Situation

“We don’t have weapons! We can’t fight them all!” Fadil shouted as he checked the security monitors again. “There are too many of them.”

“Why are they all coming here?” Liz asked, moving beside Fadil. “What do they want?”

“Weren’t you listening earlier?” Fadil sighed and turned to face the group. “We’re their food source. They’re probably guessing the best place to feed is a restaurant.”

“Great! That’s just fucking great!”

“Daddy, are they gonna get inside? Are they going to hurt us like they hurt Mommy?”

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Day 10: On Parade

“I’ll go,” Reggie spoke up. “It’s my restaurant, I know what to do. But, I’m not going alone. Someone needs to be lookout in case there are more of them on the roof. Someone, preferably with a weapon.” He glanced towards Johnathan and sighed. “Well don’t all speak at once.”

“I’ll do it.”

“Daddy, no!”

“Nina, you’ll be fine. I’m not going far, I promise.” Johnathan stood and slowly approached Liz. “Keep an eye on her for me, please?”

“Sure.”

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Day 06: Aim for the Head

“Nina!” Johnathan rushed forward and pulled his daughter back. Moving towards his luggage, he quickly sifted through the piles of perfectly folded shirts and grabbed the 9mm handgun from beneath. Hurrying back to the restaurant’s main entrance and the rapidly disintegrating glass doors, he aimed and fired two shots. The first went wide. The second shot hit the approaching zombie center mass. “Damn,” he growled and moved a little closer.

Aiming his weapon once more, Johnathan caught the man in the forehead and he instantly dropped to the ground. The growling and smashing stopped and the group appeared safe…for now. “What the hell…did you see that?” Liz stammered, clambering to her feet. She’d dropped beneath a table as the shooting started but kept an eye on the action. “He…you shot him but it didn’t seem to have an effect. He just kept coming!”

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Day 02: Infected

“Everyone get away from the windows!” Johnathan Young instructed as the sound of screeching tires echoed through the walls. Another car joined the pile of twisted metal on the end of the highway in a large fireball that lit up the sky. Countless residents wandered the streets, screaming and running from other townies that appeared injured and disoriented. They were attacking without provocation; biting and scratching innocent bystanders and tearing through car windows and front doors.

“They’re insane!” Liz Parnell shrieked as she stood up from her favorite corner booth and moved closer to the action. “All of them! Look at their eyes! They’re like animals.”

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