The Zombie Apocalypse
You wake up one day and realize that something is wrong. You hop out of bed and see, a zombie?! Its Josh, your roommate! You don't have time to think. You run instead. You jump into the garage and grab your baseball bat. It is metal. Good. You run into the basement, under the stairs leading from the main floor into the basement. With your bat, emergency food and water, emergency phone, your personal cell phone, and some books that you snagged at the last moment, you just had the most terrifying and traumatizing moment in your entire life.
You don't have much to do. You hop on your cell phone to see what your social media said about it. But just as you're about to enter your Twitter app, your cell phone dies. Shiz! Your cell phone charging cord! You forgot it! You must go and get it from your bedroom. Or you can wait and read.
You don't have much to do. You hop on your cell phone to see what your social media said about it. But just as you're about to enter your Twitter app, your cell phone dies. Shiz! Your cell phone charging cord! You forgot it! You must go and get it from your bedroom. Or you can wait and read.