บท 1: The walking dead - A new home - Chapter 1 Part 1
Ugh, where am I, how did I get here, looking around I'm in a room with just the basic items, a bed,
a couple of side desks, an actual desk for writing and such, on which lays a laptop I can't tell how good it is just by looking at it though.
Standing up, off to my side I see a mirror.
Heading towards it looking myself over I stand around 6'2, muscular but lean, packed with hidden power, ash blond hair, and reasonably decent looks, I could get by, and I look to be about in my early twenties.
Glancing around the room once again I can now see a few more details I must have somehow missed sat in the corner of the room is a huge rucksack that seems similar to an army one that can hold loads of stuff, next to it are two blades, and a set of throwing knives that can be mounted on my wrist.
One of the blades is a curved army-style kerambit blade, the other is a standard tactical army blade.
Behind the bag sat two red serrated swords, beside the bag is an impressive compound bow, with a bunch of steel-tipped arrows, looking to be around 20, or so.
Down the way a bit next to the bed is a closet filled with military-style gear, specialized ones at that, look like the ones that have the padded interior for extra protection, complete face masks, and a rebreather just in case.
The laptop has a phone sitting next to it, making my way over to it I open it up and notice the date.
May the 7th, 2010, I'm sure that is significant somehow, I just can't clearly recall why...
Loading up the email account on the laptop it's apparently mine, a bunch of emails stand out one or two specifically though, one from a government contact telling me to get prepared as things will drastically change over the coming weeks, to gather trusted people, and get as much food and ammo stored away somewhere, as much as you possibly can, with the money on hand, hell you can take loans if you need to they won't be valid after a few weeks, is basically what it said.
The other one however stirs up some emotions that were expected to say the least wherever I am, whoever I am the person who sent this email must have meant a great deal to me, well the old me that used to reside in this body because all I know is this wasn't my reality the last, I can remember I was in Iraq on tour, anyway, this person, Alicia, must mean a whole hell of a lot to me, I suppose I'll need to find her somehow.
I suppose I should do what the email says and stock up on essential items, just to be safe, picking up the phone to see if it has mobile banking, which gladly it does, thankfully can log in via fingerprint as I don't know any current passwords or anything.
Looking into the account I am fairly surprised, to say the least, the account has just short of 500k in it, either this body's former host was into some distasteful things, or hopefully, he had a decent just, well what decent can be called working for the government anyway.
Going back onto the laptop I start searching for a bunker that can hold, a bunch of ammo and food underground in a temperature-controlled environment, for the food anyway, so, back to the laptop and search in general for around an hour until I find a half-decent place that looks reputable, I decide to email them in regards to the bunker, it went something along the lines of this.
'Hello, are you the Bunker seller, I found your website online, and I am looking to purchase the Bunker, I have included the link in this email, looking forward to hearing from you.'
After that, I left the laptop for the time being as even if I could buy the food and ammo right now, I couldn't store it away, anyway so that will be for after the bunker sale finalizes, well actually thinking about it I could make the purchase now so it's ready for when I need it to be transported.
Deciding on that course I look up a wholesaler for long life food and drink, which hopefully won't be all that bad for a bit, finishing that I also look into a whole seller for seeds for cultivating and farming, I'd look into getting some animals but I don't think that would be all that wise at the minute.
Now, for ammo, I think the sort of order I am looking to make will need to be made in person, loading up the search engine again I look for the nearest ammo gun store near me, and plan to make my way out there, after getting the location, writing where it is down on the note app on the phone at my side, I shut the laptop down and proceed to get ready to leave for the store.
Grabbing a clean t-shirt and throwing on a clean pair of trousers, lacing up my combat boots and throw on a jacket as it's a somewhat colder day today, grab my phone, and looking around for the keys, that are on the table stand next to my bed, I notice a particular key chain.
Peering out the window I see one of my dream cars just sitting there in the lot, a 1967 Chevrolet impala, all black, I cannot wait for this drive.
Making my way to the door, I get a sudden pain coming through my frontal lobe, which proceeds to travel all over my brain causing immense pain, like something I have never felt before, so much so that I pass out.
Waking up I am in sitting on a chair looking over a seemingly endless horizon, as I hear the words behind me.
"Ah, I finally got through to you, apologies for the pain that I caused but unfortunately that was the only way."
Turning my head, I see something I never in my wildest dream, thought I'd ever see.
Standing before me, is a man, and a woman, standing around 7 feet the man had blindingly white hair, the woman has never-ending Black hair, the man was white, and the female was black, they looked to complement each other.
"Ah, I see you're one of the ones who didn't differentiate between color or ethnicity, good to know, now just so you know, we are what your people would call 'God' but in actuality, we are simply entities beyond belief, are also known though as, the Advent of creation, and the Eve of destruction."
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