The Zombie Apocalypse
As you pound on the door, you hear strange noises from the woods around you. Something seems to be stirring in the long morning shadows. A shiver runs up your spine. You start to hear the shuffling of feet in the autumn leaves.
"Who is it?" a voice shouts from behind the door.
"It's Marcus," you reply. "I've been released. What is going on? Why are the doors barred?"
You hear movement behind the doors and a heavy thud. The doors slowly swing open and several men usher you inside. They quickly shut the door behind you.
"You have not heard?" one of the men asks.
You look around the room. There are a dozen people inside, many are hurt. The other members of the church are murmuring prayers beside them.
You have to make a decision.
"Who is it?" a voice shouts from behind the door.
"It's Marcus," you reply. "I've been released. What is going on? Why are the doors barred?"
You hear movement behind the doors and a heavy thud. The doors slowly swing open and several men usher you inside. They quickly shut the door behind you.
"You have not heard?" one of the men asks.
You look around the room. There are a dozen people inside, many are hurt. The other members of the church are murmuring prayers beside them.
You have to make a decision.