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Luna-Belle awoke with the sun as she often did she glanced at the sleeping form in the bed next to her and smiled contentedly. Getting up out of the bed she strode through the hallway, the floor creaked as it often did. She entered the kitchen and put the coffee on to brew. She saw out the window the neighbor boy making his way across the lawn. She unlocked the front door and went to the bathroom to put on her her clothes, she heard the boards creaking in the hallway, "He's still asleep Chris, go ahead and wake him up if you want." Luna figured the young boy wanted to play, boy was she ever wrong, she finished getting ready to go to work. As she walked by the bedroom door she saw the most horrific sight she'd ever seen. Chris was standing at her bedside chewing on her fiancee's neck. Luna shreiked not knowing what else to do. The young boy glanced up at her, blood pouring down his chin then he leapt toward her. She slammed the door in his face and ran to grab her keys, she heard the bedroom door breaking off it's hinges as she ran to the garage locking herself in her car. She jammed her key in to the ignition and started the car, the radio was on, and a news broadcast expained the horrid actions of the neighbor boy...
"We're very sorry to interupt your regularly scheduled programming, this is an emergency broadcast, The Corspes of the recently dead are reanimating and eating the flesh of the living, please stay indoors and protect yourself, the only way to stop these creatures is by destroying the brain or severing the spine, I repeat the only way to stop them is by destroying the brain or severing the spine... This incident was caused by an outbreak of a virus, no other details are known at the moment we will keep you informed as the crisis continues..."
As the Radio broardcast ended Luna-Belle heard a loud thud, as both her Fiancee and the young boy were now entering the garage, she threw the car into reverse the tires squealed. Her car burst through the wooden slats of the garage door. The she skeeted off, not knowing where to go, she sped through the town avoiding cars and people when possible she neared the office building where she was an model for a fasion magazine, and as she entered an intersection another car crashed into hers. Luna's head bounced off the steering wheel and her last thought before losing consiousness was, I hope someone finds me here before they do...

She awoke dazed and confused, she looked around wondering why she would be sitting in her car upside down. Instictively her hand went directly to the belt buckle. Unlatching the seat belt before even thinking about gravity. Luna-Belle tumbled down to the roof of her car. "Ouch!" She cried out a bit too loudly. She rubbed her aching head groaning, "That was real smart," there was a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Am I delirious or is this all really happening?" Her car radio was still turned on but there was no broadcast, only white noise. Sighing heavily she got to her hands and knee just before she heard a strange sound outside of her car, it came from the passenger side, where the window had a spiderweb crack down the center. At first it sounded like a low groaning, soon it's volume rose to a snarling sound. She inched closer to the window very slowly trying see what the noise was coming from. Suddenly it was very quiet, then without any warning someone, or something began to beat on the window. Luna shrieked, she noticed her tire iron laying next to her hand. Grabbing the tire iron with out another thought she slammed it into the driver side window shattering the glass. Then she scrambled out of the car and onto her feet. She took of running without a second glance, she already had a pretty good idea what was at her car window. Before long she found herself jogging through alleyways, desperately looking for a good place to hide.

She rounded a corner into and alley only to come face to face with another zombie. Luna shreiked thrusting the tire iron up defensively in front of her. The gross undead thing moved surprisingly quick toward her. She swung the tire iron wildly. Clubing the thing in it's head, "Get away from me you freak!" She shouted totally oblivious to the fact that her shouting was drawing unwanted attention. until a hand grabbed her shoulder tightening serverely she thought that perphaps her shoulder migh break. "Ouch!" She dropped to her knees crying out in pain.

As the one zombie's grip tightened on her shoulder she cried out in pain again, the first zombie continued to hobble toward her. Luna-Belle was desperate for an escape, she realized she was still gripping her tire iron. She swung hard up ward connecting with the zombie's face as he was bending down to bite her. It loosened it's grip on her and stumbled backwards. Giving her just enough time to scramble to her feet. She was on her feet now but she had wound up backing her self into a dead end. Three zombies were closing in on her and she could feel the brick wall behind her. She slid down the wall, curled into a ball feeling quite defeated she began to sob violently. She whisper softly, "God? I know we've never been close or anything. If you could just step in just this once, Please strike me dead right now. God, I don't want to become one of them..." She trailed off still keeping her head down expecting them to descend on her with teeth and fingers at any moment.

Luna was startled back to reality by the gun fire, she heard someone shouting. She picked her head up and saw there was a young police detective shouting at the zombies and firing on them, he kept aiming at their torsos. She braced herself for what she was about to do, standing slowly so she wouldn't draw the zombie's attention back to her. Holding the tire iron firm in her fist she took a few steps forward. She shouted as she clubbed the zombie closest to her in the head. "Hey are you insane?! Haven't you been listening to the radio?!" She swung at the zombie's head again this time succeding in killing or rekilling the zombie. "Aim for the head!" She squealed as the next closest zombie turned on her grasping her hair and yanking her back, keeping her from running to the detective's side.

The zombies head blew apart,toppling back on it's heels and toppling over to the pavement with it's grip releasing on the stunned girl.Harrison swung his pistol around to the third and final one just as it lunged for the detective,going off point blank in it's eye.

"You mind telling me..what the hell you just said?"He opened his pistol,tipping it back and shaking out the spent casing.He looked around as he brought a speed loader out from his coat pocket,slamming the six 357. shells in and slapped the drum close.Somewhere in the distance a puff of black smoke drifted hazily over the eerily quiet street."Ok lady,mind explaining yourself?What the hell were you doing with these crackheads?"He'd seen folks freak out before,go insane on some sort of narcotic but never to the point that they could take a couple rounds at close range and keep moving like they didn't even feel it.

He went over to the girl,helping her up but keeping a firm grip on her arm"I asked you a question.What the hell is going on?!Were you with these guys?What happened here?"

Luna was at a loss for words, the detective thought she was a crack head? "I wasn't with those freaks, and they weren't crack heads," She spoke in a very solemn tone as tears began to well up in her eyes. "In the past 24 hours, I've seen a very young boy, and my fiancee turn into those things. I've been chased through the streets and you think I'm a crack head?!" Luna tried to control her emotions but it was not working at all. "I've ruined my car, I probably don't even have a job to go back to, and I certainly can't go back home," She sobbed. "You should have just let them get me, or at least you could've had the decency to put a bullet in my head so I didn't have to deal with this mess." She sobbed as she noticed he was staring at her with a blank look of confusion. "You still don't get it do you? Are you dense or something, They were zombies... Brain eaters you dolt!" She knew she was letting her temper get the better of her, what did it matter law enforcement was no longer in control of the situation.