Last Of Us: Outbreak Day Novels & Stories

December 1, 2050 - Colleti Research & Experimental Facility, Wolfe Creek Crater Western Australia I think my mind is going to explode any minute from now. The news of the zombie outbreak is shaking my whole system, and finding out that the crowd I saw on the ground are actually zombies did not help either. Until we reach our destination, I am as mute as an isolated room in the middle of a desert. Sean guides me to climb down the helicopter and in an instant, the idea of zombies was averted from my mind when I see where we are.

"What? No... No, I have thirty days! You said I had thirty days to get ready!" [Correction. The previous calculation is no longer valid. The virus is spreading across the global transit lines at speed.] The red screen of LUS flashed violently, a clock appearing in the center of my vision, the numbers spinning backward very fast. I was getting really scared. [Outbreak countdown accelerated. New time remaining until societal collapse: Twenty-four hours. Prepare yourself immediately.]

When I came back to my senses, Jared Pierce was hurrying toward me with his men. "Rosalia, there's an emergency in Oceanton! We need to head over right now!" He pulled me into his arms and gave a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I'll make it up to you when I get back." I wiped the spot where his lips had touched, my face impassive. That same mouth had kissed Melody more times than I could count.

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Late

"Deal?" "Okay." I had said with a nod. Cyrus walked around me and toward the door, he paused and looked back at me. "Keep in mind that there could be others like us out there." He warned but his tone was calm like he knew what he was talking about. I gave another nod and waved goodbye. Ch 7

“It is more than enough time, but do remember, I cannot force anyone to show up to their bunkers.” The president turned and walked out the door toward the elevator. As he waited for the elevator, he took out his phone and dialed a number. “Hello, this is Mr. Shirker, yes, the end is near. Begin operation Noah’s Ark. Project Humanity’s Last Resort will be ready to launch in two days.” He closed his phone and walked into the elevator.

"Zach, I can't let anything happen to me! Please, help me!" The chaos drew the attention of the medical staff. A nurse quickly pried Zach's hand off my wrist, while Zach clung to Jessica instead. I heard him whisper to her, "Don't be afraid, Jess. I'm here." In the chaos, Zach said something to me. I couldn't hear him, but I could read his lips. "When everything's over, I'll come back to you." Then, he left with Jessica. The nurse wheeled me into the emergency room. My vision was getting darker, and I could barely make out a silhouette.

The day eventually drag to an end, and all the workers in Arinola's Group of Company all leave for their various homes, except for Bisola and Dapo who are still busy drafting out tactics for their campaign, already they had a breakthrough on what to use or do, but they are not satisfied yet with what they have, they both continued to argued continuously, before they knew it the day is long gone, they became conscious of time when Victoria came in to bid them both good night. Couple of hours later after Victoria left, Dapo suggested that they continued later the next day, Bisola also agreed with him as well, Dapo stood up first, Bisola stayed behind and arrange all the scattered files on the

"We had tanks to decimate them. But they still got to us. I was the only one left, and I escaped." "And you're saying there's a refugee center nearby?" I asked. He nodded. "We had a map with markers for infected cities and the ones that weren't. The centers were marked with military convoys. There should be at least one nearby. I don't have the map anymore—it burned in the explosion. We might need to find another one if we come across a bogged-down convoy somewhere downtown." "Hold on," I interrupted. "You said three days ago, and now military bases. I don't think the outbreak started until yesterday."

And I was ready for whatever came next. I stood at the edge of Haven. Adrian was beside me. "Scarlett." "Adrian." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "You're not fine." "I'm alive." "That's all that matters." I smiled. "Adrian, I think we're going to be okay." He smiled. "I think so too." We walked into the light. And we were ready for whatever came next. The world was safe. The outbreak was stopped. The cure was distributed.