The End of the Old World Zar Tardsn is the name I was born with but I am now known as Amu or Anubis. The world has gone to
shit, one moment everything is fine and the next you see people biting other people, those people or things eating other people I was already prepared but you can never be too prepared for an apocalypse. My family and I have been preparing for over a week and got my friends with us. We were gonna stay at my family's villa but were forced to flee due to a forest fire.
We headed down to a military camp, one of the places closest to us with walls up for protection. On the way there we helped some people being chased by the dead. The base had protocols and procedures to deal with the undead. Hollywood movies make it look easy to kill a zombie but in reality it is not. Guns are useless against these monsters, because to kill one you have to completely separate the head from its body, but it's not easy, let alone it is dangerous getting near them, they have a bite force similar to a tiger.
The base had security procedures for getting in, such as giving our names, medical problems, skills, and stuff we are interested in, that's all to decide where we will be useful. We get paper dog tags because they don't have the time and material to make medal dog tags, the paper dog tags are to distinguish who we are and which area we are in. This story begins 3 weeks before the world ends.
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