1 The start of the apocalypse

Seth just finished his physics lecture and is heading home. His head is about to explode form this bad headache he's having. Even though he took some medicine it wouldn't go away. It wasn't the first time he's had a headache, but it never got this bad.

On his way home he saw something peculiar. A man was walking weirdly, like he couldn't use the joints in his feet. It was rather weird considering where Seth lived. He didn't live in New York or Los Angeles where stuff like this was normal. But what weirded him out the most was how the people surrounding that man were acting. None of them tried to help or even talk to him. Seth didn't do anything either though, so he wasn't one to judge.

"Home sweet home", Seth was finally home and could rest. His home was a small shabby place. He had one sleeping room and a kitchen. There were no other rooms in the house. It wasn't something to brag about but it was home. He always gets this comforting feeling when he's home. It was one of the only things that made the days bearable.

"I'm going to make some food then go to bed. This headache is unbearable". Seth had a tendency to talk to himself. Seth didn't talk to himself while in public, but he did do it out of habit sometimes. It did bring unwanted attention, which might have labeled his as a weirdo in uni.

Seth woke up to a loud siren noise. It was the noise used in wars. "What is happening?", Seth asked himself. He opened his phone as fast as possible and went to the news site he reads usually. BREAKING NEWS, HUMANS ARE TURNING INTO ZOMBIES, that was the first headline he read. His heart started beating faster, his hands started shaking. "Is this for real or a joke?". Seth clicked on the headline and read what was written.

"A new virus has been discovered. It has been given the name HZT standing for human zombie transformation. The virus takes control of the body after 7 hours of infiltrating the body. There is no cure as of yet, but the WHO are working hard to find a cure. All citizens are to be quarantined. Pleas remain calm and, in your homes, as to not spread the virus. Rations will be distributed to every home so do not fear. Those who are outside their home after the end of the siren will be killed without hesitation". Seth was shocked out of believe. How can this be real? Was a question he asked himself over and over again.

Is he going to follow order or act on his own? He didn't know the answer to that. He wants to go out and try to get proper tools to help himself. What if the government can't control this virus and an outbreak breaks out? What is he supposed to do then? How will the government help him?

"Quarantining they said. They just want to have all of us under control so they can help themselves on our behalf. We are probably just fodders if everything goes to shit", Seth mumbled.

Seth decided to stay home for now, as he doesn't know the circumstances outside. It could be worse than when he came home, or he could be seen by a soldier and shot.

If the government failed, then he needed a way to survive. So, Seth started thinking of what he would do if they failed. He started making a plan. "You always need a plan b", Seth said as he smirked.

An hour later the sirens stooped. Finally, it was peaceful. Now he could try to listen for "zombie" noises.

There were no noises he could hear. That was a relief for Seth. He was shivering, after all he's still human.

"HEY OPEN UP. IT'S THE MILITARY. WE HAVE THE RATIONS, IS SOMEONE IN HERE", someone was knocking on the door hardly while screaming. Seth was furious. Who would dare do something like this? He looked through the window and saw a military guy holding a package.

Seth opened the door for the guy. "Finally, I was about to leave. Why didn't you open up earlier?" Said the military guy. "I was on my way to the door. But did you have to knock so hardly. You probably damaged the door", Said Seth angrily. "WHAT, ARE YOU SCOLDING ME? IF NOT FOR THIS SITUATION I WOULD HAVE BEAT YOU UP LITTLE BOY. LOOKS LIKE YOU MIGHT BE GOING HUNGRY THE NEXT FEW DAYS", screamed the military guy.

Seth closed the door in the face of the military guy hardly. He knew he wasn't going to get the rations even if he was to apologies. Those kinds of people always bully those weaker than them. But at least the military gut is fuming right now. Thought Seth.

The house wasn't lacing anything particularly food wise. Seth always cared about his health and his pockets. That's why he had both healthy and caned food. He had a lot of canned food. He would always buy a lot of them when they were on sale. But he would like to use the least amount of them if he could so that he would have more left when the world turns upside down.

A few days have gone and there haven't been anything particularly new happening. They were still quarantined, and they got the rations every 4 days. Most streaming services has become free as to make the citizens stay home but nothing good has happened otherwise.

Seth was a tall frail guy with a nerd neck and a bad posture. He needed to change that in order to survive the upcoming times. So, he started working out. There haven't been much of an improvement, but he knew that as long as he continued, he would see the results.

A month has passed, and people have started to get tired of this system. Some have even gone outside and been shot. An uproar is starting to happen. People aren't as tolerant as before. A change needs to happen or else everything will go to chaos.

There has even been rumors of zombies destroying inhabited areas. The rumors are probably right, and the government is trying to hide it. Why else would we still be quarantined?

Two months has passed since the start of the virus. Nothing has changed except the zombies evolving. It is said that the zombies are getting stronger while the government isn't making any progress. The government is trying to deny those allegations but it's clear that they are true. The downfall of this system is near.

Seth is hearing some noises from outside. He has heard such voices from videos of the zombies before. But never in real life. "Could it be, no it can't be", Seth said nervously.

Seth laid down by his fridge. He is shivering like crazy. He has never been like this before. He tried to open a concealed box that smelled like death, but he couldn't. The shaking was making him unable to grip the lid hard enough. He tried to calm himself, as this was the only way for his survival. Seth was able to open the box, and it contained rotten meat. Seth had been saving all the meat he got from the rations and the meat he had from the start in this box. He saved them so he could cover himself with it and conceal his smell from the zombies. If this didn't work, then it meant certain death.

The smell of the rotten meat was so bad that Seth was about to puke. He held his mouth tight with both hands so he wouldn't puke. After all he doesn't know if the puke will combine with the smell of the rotten meat and destroy his camouflage. There were no room for errors.

Seth was able to smear all the rotten meat on himself. He definitely smelled like a zombie now. Hopefully this would convince them, if not then he was domed. He started crawling towards his bed, it was the best hiding place. He laid under his bed. Now he has a higher chance of survival.

There were screams everywhere now. Seth could hear them as clear as day. The plan might be working, and that's why no zombie has entered his home yet. He is certain that all his neighbors have been killed by now or are being eaten alive. He didn't feel any affection for them though.