Chapter 1: Episode 1- First Day Of Infection
A Sunday morning. The sun shined bright. A man with brown hair, somewhat grey, tan skin walked into a airport. He looked at his watch, 3:30 read across it. He yawned and looked around and saw a airport assistant standing behind a large desk. He went to her. Her gum smacked as she spoke.
"May I help you?" she spit a little in the air.
"Um..yes. How long will flight 67 take to be here?" He spoke as he watched her gum almost falling out of her mouth.
"May I ask your name?" When she spoke she spit right on the counter.
The man disgusted says, "John, John Dawson"
The woman typed away on her keyboard. "It will be her in about an hour as the most" she smiled.
"Thanks" John says turning around to walk away.
He sat in a chair that was in the middle of the place. 'Maybe I should try to use the rest room before they get here. After all it is a long ways to home' He got up and walked towards the bathrooms. When he had entered a strange odor hit him in the face. It had smelt like something had died in there and sat there for weeks. He shook it off and went to the stalls. All were full.
"Damn.." he said as he was thinking. 'Guess its outside then.
He walked out of the bathroom and soon out of the airport. He looked around. The place was packed. He soon saw a tree nearby. It was perfect. He walked to it and starts to use the bathroom. As he was a loud sound came from the other side of the airport. It was so loud that it shook the ground that John was standing on. He fell.
"Ah" he said as he stood up. He zipped his pants up and looked around. He saw smoke coming from the side that the noise came from. 'Bomb' He thought. 'Someone brought a bomb'. He ran to the parking lot. He went up to a nice red trunk. When he opened the car door he quickly opened the glove apartment. As he did a pistol showed. He grabbed it and shut his door and ran towards the airport.
When he entered smoke was in the air. John looked around trying to see if anyone was alive. Luckily he saw people freaking out. Some running around screaming while others just ran out of the place. He also spotted the airport assistant from earlier. He ran to her. As he got closer he saw she was bleeding on her cheek. She must have hit it. He leans down to her.
"What happened? Are you okay?" he said looking worried.
"T-the plane and....and..." she said with tears running down her cheeks.
"What plane?" He was worried that it might have been his nieces plane. "What plane was it?"
"I...I think plane...um 67?" she said putting her face into her hands.
"Fuck!" he screamed. It was his nieces plane. "No! No! No!" he shook his head. He needed to focus. He turned back to the woman. "Listen, have you any idea where I go to get on that plane?"
"Through those doors." the girl pointed to some doubled doors a little ways down. "That's where you get on the plane."
"Okay you need to get out of here." he helped her up.
"How? I don't own a car or anything." she said with more tears coming down her swollen cheeks.
He sighed. He quickly grabbed his keys out of his pockets and handed them to her. "Listen, go to a big red truck. Hide in there until I get back. Ill take you home. Understand?"
She nodded. "Thank you! Oh thank you" she ran outside.
John turned to the doors the girl pointed to. He went to them. He didn't want to waste any more time. He wanted to make sure his niece was okay.
When he went through the doors smoke was in the air. It was worse than inside. He tried to see but failed. He walked but bumped into things. When he came to a clearing he quickly looked around. He saw nothing but people and pieces of the plane. He began to grow worried.
"Carrie! Mike!" He yelled. He was seeing if his niece and her friend were around. He kept yelling and yelling their names over and over. His throat began to become dry but he wasn't stopping.
He walked around yelling their names louder and longer. When he could see more of the area his eyes widen. The plane was visible. He could see how it had split in two. He ran towards it. He entered the broken area and saw rows of chairs. In some of them had dead bodies. While others were empty. As he was going to yell Carries and Mikes name he stopped. He saw Mike in a seat a little ways down. He knew that brown hair and pale skin was him.
"Mike!" he ran to him.
Mike was unconscious. He wasn't going to wake up.
"Mike! Hey. Wake up." John unbuckled him and pulled him out of the plane. He made it back to the clearing and looked at Mike. "Come on wake up!"
Suddenly Mikes eyes open. "John?" he said in a faint voice. He began to cough.
"Mike thank god." he let a sigh out of relief. "Mike do you remember where Carrie is? She did have the seat next to you right?"he was worried.
"I...I don't remember." he looked at the ground.
"That's okay. Stay here and Ill be back. I'm going to go find her." John ran back inside the plane.
Mike nodded and did what he was told.
As John entered the plane he yelled for Carrie. "Carrie!"
John searched the whole side of the plane that he could but no Carrie. He went back outside to Mike.
"Did you find her?" Mike asked as he saw John approach him.
John shook his head. "Did she do anything before the plane crashed?"
Mike started thinking. "She went to the bathroom!"
"Okay good. Is there a window in the bathroom?" John said curious
"Yes! But its too small for a human." Mike said sadly.
"Damn.." John said angry. He wasn't going to give up but he needed to get Mike out of there. "Okay lets get you to the truck." he helped him up.
"Okay" Mike said getting up.
As John was walking with Mike toward the truck he fell. "Damn it!" He looked around and saw Mike crawling away. John looked back and saw a hand. "Carrie!" he went to grab the hand but he suddenly heard a growling sound. "Huh?" he said as soon as a woman with half a body jumped on him. He struggled to get free but couldn't. If was as if she had super strength.
"Take that!"
The woman suddenly fell. John looked up and saw Mike standing and holding a large stick.
"You okay?" Mike said as he threw the stick and helped John up.
"Yeah fine." he looked back at the woman. "What the hell happened on that plane?" he looked worried at Mike.
Mike looked at the ground. "I...I don't know. But it isn't human"
"Okay" John looked away from the body and put Mikes arm back around his neck. "lets get to that truck."
As they quickly walked to the truck both Mike and Johns eyes widen. A young long black hair girl stood next to the truck. She turned. Her light purple eyes shined in the sun.
"John! Mike!" she ran to them embracing them as she did. "I'm so happy you guys are okay" her eyes were puffy.
"I can say the same for you kiddo" John smiled happily at her. "Now lets get out of this hell whole" He went to his truck.
"Will you still take me home?" the young airport assistant asked nervously.
"Yes. I'm not a monster." John chuckled and everyone got into the truck.
"Thank you" the girl said sitting in the passenger seat. She started to pick at her arm.
Carrie noticed. "You okay?" she whispered to her from behind.
The girl jumped a little. "Um yes. I'm fine" the girl started to twitch.
"Hey are you sure?" Carrie touched the girl but she growled at her. "What the hell?"
"Carrie language!" John said angrily. He went back to trying to find his keys.
"What? She growled at me!" she said nervous.
The girl suddenly attacked John making both of them fall out of the truck.
"Guess he didn't close his door hard enough." Mike said getting out. Carrie did the same.
"Get off me!" John yelled trying to fight the girl off of him.
"Mike come help me!" Carrie said trying to pull the woman off John.
Mike swallowed hard and went to help. "She wants to bite him"
"What do you mean bite?" Carrie looked at him worried.
"When you went to the bathroom people started to freak because some guy started eating his wife." Mike said struggling to get this woman off.
"Will you two shut up and help me!" John said pushing the girls chin away from him.
Carrie looked around and saw the car keys under the truck. "Bingo" she quickly grabbed them and stood behind the girl. "I'm sorry" she turned her head away and stabbed the girl in the head as hard as she could.
The girl fell. Blood splattered everywhere.
"I'm guessing you hit a artery." Mike said trying to stay clear of the blood. "Ew!"
Carrie stood looking at the girl and her hand. Her hand was covered in blood. The girls blood. "Oh my god...I killed someone" she started to tear up.
John quickly stood and went to her. "Hey hey. Its okay. Look at me" he grabbed her face and pulled it to him. "Its going to be okay" he held her. She started to cry.
"I killed a human being." she cried and cried.
"Yeah you did." Mike said touching the woman with his foot.
Carrie cried more.
"Okay lets go home okay?" John looked at her. "Sound good? We will talk to the police after." he walked Carrie to the other side of the truck. "Its going to be okay" he helped her inside and shut the door. He went back around. "You too"
Mike nodded and got in the truck as well.
As soon as John turned the car on Carrie got out. "Carrie!"
Mike did the same as John. Both of them stood in front of her.
"I wont....I...I cant!" she paced back and forth.
"Carrie come on. Its freezing." Mike said warming up his arms.
John hit him upside the head. "Carrie you can." he went up to her. "When we get into town we will-"
"What John? Hmm? Go tell the police that I killed someone. Go to jail because I killed a innocent woman!" she was clearing freaking out. "Listen I just...I just cant" she had tears running down her face.
"Carrie..." John grabbed her. "I promise you that nothing will happen to you. It was self defense." he looked her in the eyes. "Now please get back in the truck."
She sighed and agreed. She didn't want to do this but she knew it would be worse to argue. So she got in the car and they drove off. Going into town.
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