Chương 2: Who will pay for my door?
*Crack*
And that was the sound of my door, this won't be pretty.
To put you in the scene, in my house there is only one room, a kitchen, a bathroom and a living room which I never use, and that is where my partner is right now.
And well, like Jehovah's Witnesses he ended up entering the house after knocking on the door for an hour.
The first thing I did was look for a weapon, in this case a kitchen knife, since I may live in the United States, but I do not have a firearm, it isn't in my blood.
After taking the knife and calming down a bit, I decided to see what was happening in the room.
To make this moment more spooky all the lights are off, as a certain genie didn't turn on the lights before sleeping.
After noticing that, I decided to do what anyone would do in this situation, I locked myself in my room.
"Let's see, calm down, being nervous will only make you die faster" I said to myself in a futile attempt to calm myself down.
I started looking for more information about the fungus and discovered the changes depending on the blood type.
A,B: this type of zombie stands out for having a fungus covering its head and specializes in spreading the disease, due to the spores that it expels.
AB+: These zombies specialize in speed. They stand out for having fungus on their legs and hips.
AB-: these specialize in strength and stand out for having fungus on the torso and arms.
O+: These specialize in resistance and are practically immune to bullets, the good thing is that they are slower than the others. They stand out for having their body completely covered with fungi, having greater armor on their head.
O-: No data is available.
All zombies, apart from the first one, are especially sensitive to sound and have to bite you more than twice to infect you.
"Ok so my partner out there is in a way the least dangerous, I just have to be careful with his spores" I muttered under my breath.
From what I read, I have to be 3m close to him for more than 30s to get infected, the bad thing is that I don't think he will let me go around him easily, since these are better when it comes to locating his prey.
They spread a kind of dust 50m around them, which helps them locate living beings, but they cannot hear, see, or smell anything, and they are also quite clumsy.
"I guess this is the tutorial where's the typewriter?" I mumbled to try to ease the atmosphere.
But apparently someone didn't like my joke, since the next thing I heard was a knock on the door.
'Think, what am I supposed to do in this situation?' I thought as I heard louder and louder knocks on the door.
Let's see, I need a firearm and an easy-to-use melee weapon like a baseball bat, as well as food and drink and if I could find something to purify the water it would be perfect, and a flashlight, you can't have an apocalypse without a flashlight.
Luckily I know the perfect place.
"To Walmart" I said out loud then put my phone in my pants and jump out the window.
I am currently wearing my typical navy blue jacket with a white t-shirt, black sweatpants and black Crocs too, very apocalyptic I would say.
The good thing is that my selection of colors helps me to have some camouflage at night.
It's not the best idea to go outside at night in a zombie apocalypse, but in my defense, I didn't have much of a choice as you can't kill a zombie that has the advantage in close combat with a fish cutting knife.
Besides, I'd rather not kill them, as a cure could be created, and I'd be here playing Chris Redfield killing anything that moves and hitting rocks.
The good news is that Walmart is two blocks to the right of my house, god bless the convenience of Walmart.
When I left, the first thing I noticed was the silence, and if I'm honest, I'm scared, mainly because these kinds of moments always end badly.
After passing the first street, I could see the Walmart in the distance, so I sped up a bit more.
Upon arrival I took a break for a moment before entering and tried to remember which block the weapons were in, to get there as quickly as possible.
Oddly I remember that it's the P block, because every time I passed by I was heading for a P-block joke by Pumped up Kicks.
"Maximum effort" I said after thinking about the shortest way to get there.
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