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FEAR WHAt I'LL BECOME AFtER DEAtH

I got used to death before, after my grandmother, my uncle Peter, and a few of my parents' high school friends. I thought I'd be able to get used to it out here too, but I guess things are different when you're the one causing the death and when you have no one to help you get over it. I wish I could do things right. For myself, for the people around me, the people I love. It never works out that way though. I do stupid shit and it has consequences, I know it does but I keep doing it. It's like my body will do anything to survive but my mind wants the exact opposite. This is not a story about love. It is not a story about heartbreak but my life revolves around that. After what I did to him it's all it can revolve around. I deserve death. He deserved to take me with him, but he didn't. Unfortunately I'm still here. ---A spin-off to the After Death series. This story focuses on a new group of survivors, including an apocalypse-orphaned 17 year old boy from Ohio named Valentine Evans, as they struggle to make a life for themselves. Warning: This story contains adult content and is intended only for mature audiences

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(Season 2) Chapter 1 (Never Be The Same)

Chapter 1: Never Be the Same

Valentine Evans

May 19th, 2022

0 Days Before Outbreak

Ohio, Mason High School

Season 2

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We had a rough beginning. The dead weren't kind to us. We slept in a classroom for days; I thought we would never leave. Every day, we would wake up to the sound of the dead clawing at the door. We had no food besides some leftovers from kids lunches. We were terrified and in too much of a panic to do anything about it.

I try to forget the first day of the outbreak, but for obvious reasons, I don't think anyone can. We were in class like normal; we got to 6th hour before they finally made the announcement that something was wrong. I remember the school having this feeling before the dead broke in. The feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Aspen, Arwen, Nickolas, Abby, and I were in the class together. Intro to theater, to be specific. The minute the announcement went on, I had the gut feeling we would be here a while.

"Attention students and facilities. This is a level four lockdown. Please stay inside your classrooms until further instructions."

I remember there was no panic; no one said anything; they all stayed silent. Maybe they were confused or maybe they were scared, but the silence made it worse, especially when the gunfire started.

We didn't have time to get away or hide under desks or in the corner. The men with guns broke down our doors and flooded the room. They acted like a swat team, and they wouldn't look us in the eyes. I thought they were here to help, and maybe they were, but when the dead walked in behind them and ripped out their throats, one of them pointed their gun at Arwen, but I ran in front of them and took the bullet instead. I blacked out; I don't remember what happened after that.