Zombie Exodus Novels & Stories

The countdown ticked down, and I could feel my anxiety building. 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Then— the ground underneath the flags began terrible. The ground broke open, and three figures emerged. I froze on the spot, my blood running cold instantly. There were three Zombies. One was a sword-wearing hunk with piercing blue eyes. The second was a ripped boxer with a menacing scowl. And the third... oh god, it was a fox woman with piercing green eyes and a sly grin. The sword master spoke, his voice like honey. "Ah, fresh meat."

When I was put in a sack and thrown into a garbage truck, all the affection I held for my family completely disappeared. I was transported out of the city and tossed onto a windy plain. I huddled up and waited for my power to fully recover. Unfortunately, I was discovered by some zombies. Exhausted, I barely managed to pull out a motorcycle. The zombies chased relentlessly as I fled. I had no idea how far I was from the base. Suddenly, I saw a factory that had no zombies around it!

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.

[Name: Jake Maddox] [Race: Human] [Status: Healthy] [Sanity: 100/100] (Note: Below 30, suicidal thoughts. Below 20, auditory hallucinations. Below 10, total madness.) [Mind: 5] (Note: Average adult value. Higher Mind = better sanity resistance and faster recovery.) [Physique: 5] (Note: Composite of speed, strength, and defense.) He'd spent all yesterday hunting—over two hundred zombies killed. Every kill dropped loot. Universal Fuel was the most common drop, followed by food. Medicine was the rarest.

Something that could wipe humanity off the map. “The ones who survive… are becoming… something else,” I murmured under my breath, barely able to believe it. “Zombies,” I whispered. The word hung in the air. Rebecca shuddered. “I can’t believe it. It’s happening so fast. What do we do?” “We study it,” I said firmly, more to myself than to her. “I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.”

she explained. ‘The zombies.’ I thought inside my head. “Are there any Zombies too?” “How do you know about the Zombies? The general is manufacturing a drug which he wants to use as experiment. The ones who are going to get the first experiment are those that the padre had exorcised and they will be used for the general’s Zombie experiment.” she paused and looked at me. “I believe in you Thelma, and I know that there is something special about you. From the time

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

He added. Eurus completely felt different now that the scenery has changed. His feeling of worry worsen, and fear gripped his mind once again. The thought of it alone made his serene mind disappear as his mind was thinking of any other possibilities of some scary creature might as well exist in their world-a world of the game, rather. "W-what exactly is happening?" Eurus asked, his voice stirred up with fear." "Well, when 7:00 p.m strikes, the city shifts into something apocalyptic, and creatures like that becomes more aggressive," Luke stated. "Although they can be seen at morning time, more of them come out every 7:00 p.m."

I was nothing more than a surrogate they hired. Their original plan was to stress me out with a diet of high-cholesterol meat and the grief of losing loved ones, hoping I would die in an accident and they could inherit my dad's fortune and cash in on a fat insurance policy. However, when I jumped from the upstairs and ended up in a coma, only to wake up soon after, they panicked about being found out and crafted a fake reality around me, a true Truman Show. In the sterile quiet of the hospital room, the past year's nightmare played out again. They pumped me full of drugs that twisted reality, convincing me I was given a second chance at life.

All my senses where drifted to the incident today. I continued thinking which nearly got me into an accident. "Watch your lane bitch!" A man exclaimed. "I'm so sorry" I replied just as I realized I was at the other lane. I tried swaying to the other lane but things turned out bad. As I remember, the car somersaulted like a billion times, I screamed like wildfire, I was so devastated and exhausted that I lost my voice and everything got blank. I assume that I lost consciousness. Melissa's Pov