The First Encounter (Living Dead, Part 1)

A loud voice woke me up from sleep. Maybe it was my sister's scream. But why will she scream so loudly in the morning? I rushed to her room to get an idea of the incident. To my surprise, my mom, dad, and brother are already there.

I looked at their face everybody is in a shock. Looking at their faces, I came to know that there is something wrong is happening. I asked myself. I asked myself if someone is sick. But everybody is looking fine. I asked her what happened, but instead of a word, she started crying. I asked my brother is everything ok? He slowly pointed his finger to the window. I reached to the window and looked outside.

Oh, my God. What is that? What is happening? Am I dreaming? If it is a dream, it is the worst one. Thousands of question attacked me. But I have no answer to defend myself.

Peoples are walking down the road, but they are not normal at all. Are they acting? No, why will 50 men act and that also in the morning? My brother said they are not living human. What they are not alive then how they are walking? - I replied.

I called my one of my friend. He received my call at the fifth time.

what is happening on your site? - I asked

A shaking voice replied- Nothing is fine here. Some brain-dead people are roaming around my home. We locked all the doors, and now we are looking outside from the windows. Are we going to die?

Don't worry everything will be fine just keep calm. Stay with your family be prepared to defend yourselves. - I replied and disconnected the phone.

I locked all the doors and windows immediately. I rushed to the store room to find some weapons like ax and hockey sticks. I carried them to our main room, but this is not enough to defend ourselves. We are only three men alive in our home, but we need more. I looked out the window to see whether some brain-dead people are there or not. Everything was clear I slowly opened the door. I asked my father to come with me. My brother stayed with my mom and sister.

I walked slowly down the stairs to call the peoples of the 1st floor. I knocked the door, but nobody opened the door. We know what is happening here, but we are not infected - I whispered from the door. I turned my head and started walking to my home. Suddenly the door opened, and My brain alerted me.

I started to think - What I did just now? Are they uninfected? What if they are also infected? I walked back towards my father.

No need to fear. We are not infected. - Our neighbor replied.

I said come with us to the upper floor it will be safer than here. All his family member started following us. I asked my brother to open the door. He opened the door, and I stepped in. I heard a loud scream again. I turned my head and found a brain-dead caught my father's leg. I took the ax and cut the zombie's(brain-dead) head. He released my father's head. We immediately entered into our home and closed the door.

Everyone is breathing heavily. My hands are still shaking. I somehow controlled myself and asked everybody to calm down. Now our main concern is food. We have food for one week. I asked my neighbor about their stored food. We have food for atleast five days - neighbor replied.

We waited for one hour and decided to go to our neighbor's house again to take all the food to our home. My neighbor and father accompanied me with 2 hockey sticks and one ax for self-defense. We slowly come down to the 1st floor.

10 brain-dead humans are trying to open the door of our neighbor- My father said. My father slowly stepped back and warned us not to talk loudly. We waited for 30 minutes then decided to kill them and take our food. But we are only three and they are 10 - My neighbor said.

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Find Out What happened to them in the next part...

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