4
I woke up. I felt relaxed, and looking out my window, saw it was a beautiful sunny day. The only sad thing about it was the poor skeletons and zombies burning outside. Today would be a great day for a walk, I thought. I pulled on my leather clothes and took my iron sword just in case. Then I was off, for a stroll around the forest.
I made sure to remember the way back home. The forest was full of trees and flowers, and the cows and sheep gracefully ate grass. Even the wolves looked happy. Right then and there, something happened that was only the beginning of my problems. A cow was grazing on grass. I walked by it. Suddenly, I heard its hooves hitting the ground at a great pace. I turned around. It had a look of evil and hate in its eyes. The cow was drooling large amounts of foam. It wanted to kill me, I realized. Drawing my iron sword, I slashed at it. The cow was knocked back, but he was still hostile towards me. I was so confused. Why would this cow want to kill me?
It took a long time to kill it. I expected it to drop beef-but it dropped rotten flesh. Was that a zombie cow? I very quickly realized the sun was dipping below the horizon. My pet pig would be lonely, and the monsters would crawl out of their caves soon. I hurried home. Somewhere behind me, I heard a "RUERGH". That only made me run even faster. Then' I saw my house. My pig was nudging the door. "Hi PorkyChops" I greeted him, and bent down to pet him. As I took off my armor and put down my sword, I still wondered why that cow ambushed me. Crawling into my bed, I dozed off to be greeted by another dream.
When I woke up, the sky was overcast and the temperature had dropped. I put my clothes back on and picked up my sword off my night table. I really enjoyed this new invention called the radio. I switched it on. "This is Crafter's News. Did you know that re---" the radio went dead. Then, a message that changed my life forever player. "O..OH GOD HELP ME!! TH..THEYRE HERE! THE ZOMBIES! OH GOD HELP US ALL! OH... OH OOH NOO THEYRE HER-" the radio went dead once again. I heard a strange noise broadcasted over the radio. Soft flesh being eaten. Flickering static. Then RUERGH. That's strange. Why would the zombies still be alive 5 hours into the day? All I knew and understood was there is some weird creatures, and I should be more cautious. I looked down at PorkyChops. He looked scared. Wait, I thought. Glancing up at my shelves, I picked up an iron helmet and put it on his head. Perfect fit. He looked quite stylish in it too. He smiled. So did I.
Even though it was cold and cloudy, I still needed wood. Grabbing my iron axe out of my chest labeled "tools", I set out to cut some trees. PorkyChops ran out with me. My axe swung at my side. I picked a tree and started hacking away at it with my axe. RUERGH. Did I hear something? Porky seemed to be alert and jittery. I shrugged aside that interruption. I returned to the tree. I definitely heard it that time. Louder, and a lot closer. Sounded like lots of noises at the same time. Then, I saw the.. the... thing. It's skin was rotted away, with one empty eye socket. Its hands were covered in rot and blood, and it had long claws. Then a chill shivered its way down my spine. There was more. About a dozen. And they looked bloodthirsty. All of them ran at me. I drew my sword. I attacked and ran backwards at the same time. Porky cowered in fear behind me. The things swung at me, ripping open gashes in my leather armor. I swung wildly at them, preferring to get decapitations. That really stopped them dead. I hadn't realized how sweaty my hands were. Oh crap. This is it. My iron sword flew from my hand and stuck itself in a birch tree. I was knocked to the ground. They stumbled and tripped to me. I backed up. Thump. A stone ledge. Oh no oh no oh no was the only thing I thought. Hallucinations started to kick in. Pink blurs swiped at the monsters. It took me a while to realize the creatures were falling to the ground. Porky. He was head butting the things! I stood up, and fetched my sword. Slashing at them, then they fell down and laid still. Then a thought hit me. These things are the monsters described on the radio. Zombies, it had said. This was no coincidence. A huge crisis was arising. I had to stock up on supplies and leave home. NOW.
I made sure to remember the way back home. The forest was full of trees and flowers, and the cows and sheep gracefully ate grass. Even the wolves looked happy. Right then and there, something happened that was only the beginning of my problems. A cow was grazing on grass. I walked by it. Suddenly, I heard its hooves hitting the ground at a great pace. I turned around. It had a look of evil and hate in its eyes. The cow was drooling large amounts of foam. It wanted to kill me, I realized. Drawing my iron sword, I slashed at it. The cow was knocked back, but he was still hostile towards me. I was so confused. Why would this cow want to kill me?
It took a long time to kill it. I expected it to drop beef-but it dropped rotten flesh. Was that a zombie cow? I very quickly realized the sun was dipping below the horizon. My pet pig would be lonely, and the monsters would crawl out of their caves soon. I hurried home. Somewhere behind me, I heard a "RUERGH". That only made me run even faster. Then' I saw my house. My pig was nudging the door. "Hi PorkyChops" I greeted him, and bent down to pet him. As I took off my armor and put down my sword, I still wondered why that cow ambushed me. Crawling into my bed, I dozed off to be greeted by another dream.
When I woke up, the sky was overcast and the temperature had dropped. I put my clothes back on and picked up my sword off my night table. I really enjoyed this new invention called the radio. I switched it on. "This is Crafter's News. Did you know that re---" the radio went dead. Then, a message that changed my life forever player. "O..OH GOD HELP ME!! TH..THEYRE HERE! THE ZOMBIES! OH GOD HELP US ALL! OH... OH OOH NOO THEYRE HER-" the radio went dead once again. I heard a strange noise broadcasted over the radio. Soft flesh being eaten. Flickering static. Then RUERGH. That's strange. Why would the zombies still be alive 5 hours into the day? All I knew and understood was there is some weird creatures, and I should be more cautious. I looked down at PorkyChops. He looked scared. Wait, I thought. Glancing up at my shelves, I picked up an iron helmet and put it on his head. Perfect fit. He looked quite stylish in it too. He smiled. So did I.
Even though it was cold and cloudy, I still needed wood. Grabbing my iron axe out of my chest labeled "tools", I set out to cut some trees. PorkyChops ran out with me. My axe swung at my side. I picked a tree and started hacking away at it with my axe. RUERGH. Did I hear something? Porky seemed to be alert and jittery. I shrugged aside that interruption. I returned to the tree. I definitely heard it that time. Louder, and a lot closer. Sounded like lots of noises at the same time. Then, I saw the.. the... thing. It's skin was rotted away, with one empty eye socket. Its hands were covered in rot and blood, and it had long claws. Then a chill shivered its way down my spine. There was more. About a dozen. And they looked bloodthirsty. All of them ran at me. I drew my sword. I attacked and ran backwards at the same time. Porky cowered in fear behind me. The things swung at me, ripping open gashes in my leather armor. I swung wildly at them, preferring to get decapitations. That really stopped them dead. I hadn't realized how sweaty my hands were. Oh crap. This is it. My iron sword flew from my hand and stuck itself in a birch tree. I was knocked to the ground. They stumbled and tripped to me. I backed up. Thump. A stone ledge. Oh no oh no oh no was the only thing I thought. Hallucinations started to kick in. Pink blurs swiped at the monsters. It took me a while to realize the creatures were falling to the ground. Porky. He was head butting the things! I stood up, and fetched my sword. Slashing at them, then they fell down and laid still. Then a thought hit me. These things are the monsters described on the radio. Zombies, it had said. This was no coincidence. A huge crisis was arising. I had to stock up on supplies and leave home. NOW.
To be continued......
| Credit | Thanks to dracoman355 for the idea of writing a story! :D |
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