Part 1
Ha...Kind of makes you grateful for the how simple life used to be compared to what it was like now. I don’t see things’ changing back to normal for a very long time after this is all done. I wonder if anyone will read this, I hope so, maybe they can learn to avoid the mistakes we have made that caused all of this...I am documenting all the events, just so that if this story was to get out to someone, they would know truly what happened...what happened to me, my family and the rest of the country. The truth needs to be told. You think this could never possibly happen, watching it in the films you get scared but laugh about it after. How ironic eh? We aren’t laughing yet.
I woke up the following morning, I thought I must’ve woken up early in the morning, as it was still quite dark outside, regardless it was like 8AM, I rolled over to cuddle with the girlfriend but she wasn’t there. Assuming she had gone into the shower, I went to the bathroom to join her. To my disappointment though, she wasn’t in the bathroom either. Suppose she must have gone to make breakfast or something like that I guess. Nowhere to be found in the house, I tried ringing her mobile to see where she had got herself to. I then assumed she must’ve gone for a jog with the dog as I could not find the dog anywhere either. I grabbed the house phone and dialled for her mobile to see where she had gotten herself to. I heard the ringing faintly coming from outside the back garden. That’s right she must’ve been hanging the washing up or doing some early morning gardening. I mean who doesn’t? I went to the window and had a look out the window. I noticed the dog was next to his kennel, and next to him was my girlfriend’s mobile phone...covered in blood. I quickly dashed for the back door and ran out towards the kennel until I saw her... Lying there, completely still, her body had been ravaged. The dog turned to straight at me growling as if I were threatening him. His eyes were jet black with red shots going to his pupils, he had blood drooling from his mouth and fur scuffed up. I backed off a few paces, but then the dog lunged at me, continuously snapping it’s jaw and barking at me. I quickly turned round and dashed it back to the house locking the sliding door behind me. I ran straight for the phone and dialled for the police. The service was busy, the service was busy...the service was busy. I have this crazed animal at my window that has ripped my girlfriend to bits and your service is busy! Then I heard a loud smash of glass shattering, I opened the drawer and pulled out a butcher knife, ready to defend myself at whatever was coming. I looked round the corner into the hallway, nothing...I looked in the living room, nothing...This crazed animal had gone missing and I have no idea where has gone. I turn around to try the phone again and there he is, as if he was waiting there for me to turn round, he lunged at me again, taking me to the floor, snapping his jaw at me, I quickly stabbed the knife through his skull to defend myself, then silence. I was there for a few seconds before pushing the dog to the side of me, I couldn’t actually put one and two together about what just happened. Was this a joke? A bad nightmare? Or was this actually happening?
I ran out to the back garden, ran straight to the kennel, following the blood trail the dog had left back to my girlfriend or where she was. What? But she was right here just 5 minutes ago...The body had moved, had someone else moved it? Or had it moved itself? I looked round and saw a blood trail leading to an open back gate, I ran out to see if I could see anything. Oh boy did I see something.
It was midnight. I had just arrived back home from a night out in town with the usual lot. Nothing really special happened, had a few beers, and cracked out a few jokes, nothing new or special. Barely even got any laughs, let alone giggles due to my jokes. Ah well, none the less eh? Anyway, this is a story around about how I and six other strangers managed to survive through hell or what they like to call a “government testing gone wrong”, well read on and decide for yourself what you believe it is.
Just your average Saturday night with the girlfriend, I had just arrived back from the shop with the bread and milk for the morning; I can’t miss toast and a strong coffee any morning. Once I had put everything away, hung up my coat, I could finally sit down with my girlfriend and put my feet up. We had decided to have a night in together rather than going out into town or having friends over, so we ordered a take away pizza and got some beers in, oh and also the latest horror film on pirate DVD, cheap and cheesy I know, but who cares eh? We put the film on and started munching down our pizzas. Things between me and her went smoothly, there was some talking, some kissing and some cuddles away from the scary bits. It was a very nice night in, and one of which was one of my favourite nights with her, but not to my knowledge at the time, my last night with her.
After the film was over, it was coming close to eleven and we both had to be up early or else the dog would end up tearing our bedroom up and shitting everywhere. This was an incident that had occurred one too many times due to oversleeping. I went into the kitchen to put the beers back in the fridge when I heard some yelling and screams. I peered through the kitchen window curtains to see what all the commotion was about. Typically it was our next door neighbours arguing with each other again. The wife’s shrieks were so unbearable and were hard to even understand what the woman was trying to say. I thought it would be a good idea to crack the radio on, to avoid even hearing the screams. I now know why the radio was so hard to get working now, but at the time, I couldn’t receive any radio signal at all. I was convinced it was broken and suggested to get a new one to the girlfriend, but her being her had to prove to me as well as herself it was not broken at all. She fiddled around for around thirty minutes, even taking it apart at one point until we finally got a signal, but what we were about to hear was the start of things to come. It was a very weak signal and we could barely understand what was being said. We finally managed to get a perfect signal where we could understand what was being said.
“The virus has completely devastated over one hundred and fifty of the world’s major regions, and it is spreading rapidly. At this point in time we know of only one way of killing the creatures, destroying the brain. Be on the guard of any loved ones who may have recently been under any contact with the infected and if you find yourself in a threatening position, please, do not hesitate to act. Again, this is not a test, this is not a joke. We, as a species, are over-whelmed. We are outnumbered”
I looked at my girlfriend and she looked back over at me. The message played itself again and again and again. It wasn’t stopping. We were confused about what we had just heard and whether or not we had picked up a prankster’s radio station trying to be a smart arse. It was coming up to half twelve now, and we knew we had to get some sleep. We shut off the radio, the TV and the lights and went to bed. We spoke a little more about the message; she was confused and scared about what it could have meant. I just kept reassuring her that what she had heard was a complete fake and a joke. I told her everything would be fine and that we will report it to the police in the morning. She was clearly upset but agreed to leave it until the morning. She closed her eyes and I watched her sleep for the very last time.
Part 2
Ha...Kind of makes you grateful for the how simple life used to be compared to what it was like now. I don’t see things’ changing back to normal for a very long time after this is all done. I wonder if anyone will read this, I hope so, maybe they can learn to avoid the mistakes we have made that caused all of this...I am documenting all the events, just so that if this story was to get out to someone, they would know truly what happened...what happened to me, my family and the rest of the country. The truth needs to be told. You think this could never possibly happen, watching it in the films you get scared but laugh about it after. How ironic eh? We aren’t laughing yet.
I woke up the following morning, I thought I must’ve woken up early in the morning, as it was still quite dark outside, regardless it was like 8AM, I rolled over to cuddle with the girlfriend but she wasn’t there. Assuming she had gone into the shower, I went to the bathroom to join her. To my disappointment though, she wasn’t in the bathroom either. Suppose she must have gone to make breakfast or something like that I guess. Nowhere to be found in the house, I tried ringing her mobile to see where she had got herself to. I then assumed she must’ve gone for a jog with the dog as I could not find the dog anywhere either. I grabbed the house phone and dialled for her mobile to see where she had gotten herself to. I heard the ringing faintly coming from outside the back garden. That’s right she must’ve been hanging the washing up or doing some early morning gardening. I mean who doesn’t? I went to the window and had a look out the window. I noticed the dog was next to his kennel, and next to him was my girlfriend’s mobile phone...covered in blood. I quickly dashed for the back door and ran out towards the kennel until I saw her... Lying there, completely still, her body had been ravaged. The dog turned to straight at me growling as if I were threatening him. His eyes were jet black with red shots going to his pupils, he had blood drooling from his mouth and fur scuffed up. I backed off a few paces, but then the dog lunged at me, continuously snapping it’s jaw and barking at me. I quickly turned round and dashed it back to the house locking the sliding door behind me. I ran straight for the phone and dialled for the police. The service was busy, the service was busy...the service was busy. I have this crazed animal at my window that has ripped my girlfriend to bits and your service is busy! Then I heard a loud smash of glass shattering, I opened the drawer and pulled out a butcher knife, ready to defend myself at whatever was coming. I looked round the corner into the hallway, nothing...I looked in the living room, nothing...This crazed animal had gone missing and I have no idea where has gone. I turn around to try the phone again and there he is, as if he was waiting there for me to turn round, he lunged at me again, taking me to the floor, snapping his jaw at me, I quickly stabbed the knife through his skull to defend myself, then silence. I was there for a few seconds before pushing the dog to the side of me, I couldn’t actually put one and two together about what just happened. Was this a joke? A bad nightmare? Or was this actually happening?
I ran out to the back garden, ran straight to the kennel, following the blood trail the dog had left back to my girlfriend or where she was. What? But she was right here just 5 minutes ago...The body had moved, had someone else moved it? Or had it moved itself? I looked round and saw a blood trail leading to an open back gate, I ran out to see if I could see anything. Oh boy did I see something.
