Surviving zombies In the not so abandoned mall.

The mall has everything drinks babes and sexy naked zombies?

Chapter 1 by shadowyartsdirty shadowyartsdirty

A tough wake up

Jake slowly opened his eyes, his head pounding and a memory of himself driving home work late at night keeps playing through his head. He tries to remember what else happened the previous night but there is just that driving memory in her mind Looping endlessly. Jake thinks maybe he must have fallen asleep at the wheel and crashed. As his vision came into focus, he realized he wasn't in his car - he was lying on the cold tile floor of an empty hallway.

Where am I? He struggled to his feet, bracing himself against the wall. The fluorescent lights above flickered eerily. As he looked around, he realized with a shock that he was in the abandoned Oakdale Mall. Offcourse this makes little to no made no sense why was Jake an I.T specialist in a mall that had been shut down for years.

He started walking down the hallway, calling out "Hello?" His voice echoed in the vast, empty space. "This place gave him the creeps", Jake muttered to himself as he passed the old storefronts, some windows were smashed in, others covered with years of dust. Mannequins dressed in outdated fashions stood motionless, as if waiting for customers who would never come.

As he walked he started noticing how some parts of the mall were still in good condition despite the mall having been abandoned for so long. Jake thinks to himself that's the good thing about about great architecture it lasts. He finds a staff break room with a few useful utilitites such as a bean bag, a med kit, a gameboy, a fleshlight in one of the table drawers for some reason, a bathroom stall and a view of the outdoors from the breakroom windows. Not the most useful of utilities but hey it was an abandoned who was Jake to judge. He baricades the door behind him because he doesn't know who else could be here and whether or not that person is friendly. He baricaded the door using a nearby table. He then lay on the cushy bean bag and checked his phone and there was a bright message notification. He swiped his phone screen to unlock his phone and then saw the message. It was from the previous night apparently from Claire. The message read Hi, I know you've probably reached home by now, but just wanted to let you know I'm getting off thinking about last night.

What's next?

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