You wake up

It was morning when you finally woke up, the sun was pouring in from the cracks in your curtains. Your mouth felt dry, so you walked over to your water bottles and drank two before releasing. You need to keep as many as possible. You slap yourself for being such an idiot and to make sure last night wasn't a dream.

You walked into your living room, seeing your sofa still barricaded your front door. Walking over to the curtains, you opened them and held your breath as you looked outside. The streets looked like a hurricane had torn through them, smashed windows, and some buildings burnt. Every car on the road was abandoned, and you couldn't see anyone. Strangely enough, the body from last night had also disappeared.

You went around your flat making sure everything was fine, you didn’t want to sit around alone with your thoughts, so you kept yourself occupied. It only worked for about an hour before you had nothing else to do.

You then got a terrible idea, you should check out your building. You needed to make sure it was secure, sure you had your door blocked, but that wouldn’t stop an armed group if they wanted to come in.

You quickly went around your apartment gathering things you might need. A rucksack to carry any goods you find some water and a piece of wood from your sofa to use as a weapon. Once you are prepared you stand in front of your door suddenly losing any confidence you had, you give your face a slap before you leave your home.

The stairwell was old and falling apart, you slowly made your way down the stairs with your weapon raised. You could feel your heart beating like a drum in your ears, if you did find someone or something what could you even do? You were a skinny twig and from what you saw last night a piece of wood wouldn’t do you much good.

Still, you didn’t really have much of a choice here. It would be stupid to leave the entrance to your building open, it was like an invitation to the zombies to come and eat your brains.

You breathed a sigh of relief when you got to the lobby without issue, the entrance was just as run down as everything else in this shit hole. The entrance smelt of piss and it had graffiti and trash covering the inside. You quickly looked around and found it to be clear, you walked out with your weapon still in hand.

Walking down that stairs of the building was nerve racking, each floor you held your breath waiting for something to jump out and attack you. It wasn't until you got to the lobby that you heard something, it sounded like someone calling for help.

You paused only a few feet from the main door, you could just continue and forget about the calls for help, for all you knew it could be a trap.