Alpha For years zombies have always fascinated me, and so I have finally decided to write a story. But rather than do the cliched, group of survivors fight zombies, some die but some live and they live happily ever after, I thought I'd do something original. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I find myself face down in a puddle. Christ I can't remember anything. Groaning, I lift myself up and look around. Wiping the dirt from my face, I see I'm in an grey, dismal room. It feels familiar and thoughI don't know why, I feel a strange sense of I should stay here. I look down at my reflection. I'm an adult man with dark brown hair, pale skin, regular build, red eyes, pretty much I look fine. I looked at the room. There was a television, a table and a microwave. Strange, I don't know **** about myself, but I know exactly what these objects are. I hear a loud tapping sound coming from the door. I wonder whats causing that and after a few seconds it stops and a voice shouts,"asdnassdifhsdfhasdofhwprfsdfnsfdvnbsiaojfre!". I frown in confusion. What did they say? I guessed I missed it and concerntrated on the senctence. Eventually the jumble turned into speech. I immediately realised the person was saying,"Hello, is anybody in there!" I walked over to the door. and opened it, hoping to know who was this person and to confirm their question. It was a person, slightly smaller than me, with blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. I think its a woman. She says to me,"Hey my names Sarah. We're here to evacuate the building. The buses are outside. Cmon!". She runs down some steps. From what she said, I think she wanted me to follow her. I ran after. In a second I had caught up to her. I kept up with her until we reached a large room with the sign reception on the wall. She pushed open some glass doors and left. Wait, am I repeating everything I see in my head. I going to have to stop that. I followed her and went out into the open. My eyes hurt as I adjusted to the change of light. I brought my hand away from my eyes and I saw Sarah standing by the promised buses. A man stepped out and greeted her. "Hey babe, is this the only survivor?". Sarah nodded and replied,"Yeah, some are dead, the rest left. Its a good thing he stayed. I doubt those people made it out." The man turned to me and I saw that on his hip was a large handgun in a holster. Immediately I tensed up. I did not like this guy. I don't know why, but something about him felt off. He cam over to me and patted me on the back."So tell us your name and we'll introduce you to the others". I pushed him aside and got onto the bus. Even though they were outside, I could still hear them."Whats wrong with him?", the man said. Sarah shrugged and replied,"I don't know John. I guess hes a little bit tense. He might've lost somebody. We should ask him later when he feels more comfortable". John and Sarah then got onto the bus and gave an instruction to the driver to head for the suburbs. I wondered what they were doing. Evacuating from what? I decided to leave those questions until later and closed my eyes for some rest.