The beginning of the end

The smell of rotting flesh was prominent in the air. Richard had just killed his mother. All though her previous actions would have caused most people to do the same, the weight of what he had done was weighing heavily in his head.

He wasn't a cold-blooded killer, he was just your average high schooler, and he certainly did not have the mindset of a killer either.

Richard decided he would check the Internet to see if there were cops waiting outside. He had killed someone, and it's already been a few days. His brother and father hadn't returned home either.

"Most probably, they were escorted someplace else as this place isn't safe.." Richard thought to himself as he tried using the Internet. However, the Internet wasn't working he switched to mobile data, but it still didn't work either..

"Strange..the TV isn't working too..ah screw it! I will go try the radio! What do i have to lose?!"

Richard took the old radio that was in house, which was locked away in the house due to it being redundant, hoping that it would work

"Aha! it is working, after all! Time to tune into a government channel.." Richard thought to himself.

"ATTENTION ALL! This is not a drill, I repeat! This is not a drill! Our country has been overridden by a virus causing infected humans to act highly violently and bite non infected humans! At all costs do not approach said individuals! Do not leave your homes as well! Plea- NO! GOD, NO PLEASE!!" The radio cuts transmission and goes silent...

"What the hell?! Zombies?! What a load of bu- wait no that bitch of a mother acted just like how the man in the radio said.." Richard thinks through his situation and also takes a look outside his house to see more infected eating corpses..this sight had confirmed Richard's suspicions..

"The apocalypse is actually here...FUCK! Dammn it! Two whole days, and I had known nothing?! OK, calm down Richard calm down. First, let's fortify this place, and let's draw up a plan. But before anything! That corpse! I am getting rid of it." Richard takes his mother's corpse and throws it out without a care in the world for the hungry beasts whom take notice but do not react.

"Now we will fortify the place and sanitize the area." Richard starts cleaning up the area where his mother's corpse used to be.

Although he seems clam and collected inside, he is actually panicking and on the verge of breaking down. However, he realises that if he breaks down in this situation, it will be game over for him.

"All right, although it is pretty shoddy work, it should keep my ass safe from the zombies. If my memory serves me correctly.. I have two days' worth of food on me right now, five if I ration it.. but weapons will be an issue.. I will also need to find allies and fellow surrvivors..but I will need to be careful as well..but for now I will stay inside. It's already late..." Richard analyses his current situation

"But first! A moment of acknowledgement for the man who died in the radio. Even though he didn't want to die, he still gave out vital information to other surrvivors. I am not a hero of justice! But I genuinely respect him!" Richard mutters to himself.

"May your rest be a pleasant one brave soul."