The Phone Call
Good lad. You suddenly shoot behind you, not quite knowing what your shooting. You hear a whimper of an... animal...
It's black fur is soaked in purple blood and is probably still warm. You look at the beast that resembles a wolf in horror. Your dad runs in from the corner of your door. He's also holding a gun but it's small. It's a desert eagle. It's a pretty powerful gun but your gun is more powerful if its close up range.
"Hunter, are you okay?!" you dad asks, checking you for cuts or bruises.
You push him off.
"I'm fine dad. We need to go. While we're going, you're going to tell me about the seven days crap." you demand.
Your dad nods, while looking down.
"I always knew this week would come. For seven days, the world will have those kind of creatures and more living in it, trying to wipe out the human race. If we survive these seven days, then we're okay. They'll leave if they find out they havent wiped out the ENTIRE human race." he explains.
"Dad, I said on the way!" you joke.
He smiles quickly and grabs his bag from his room. You take your back and you both load up on ammo and guns, putting them into a gun bag.
"Son, what way do we take?" he asks.
"We will take..."
It's black fur is soaked in purple blood and is probably still warm. You look at the beast that resembles a wolf in horror. Your dad runs in from the corner of your door. He's also holding a gun but it's small. It's a desert eagle. It's a pretty powerful gun but your gun is more powerful if its close up range.
"Hunter, are you okay?!" you dad asks, checking you for cuts or bruises.
You push him off.
"I'm fine dad. We need to go. While we're going, you're going to tell me about the seven days crap." you demand.
Your dad nods, while looking down.
"I always knew this week would come. For seven days, the world will have those kind of creatures and more living in it, trying to wipe out the human race. If we survive these seven days, then we're okay. They'll leave if they find out they havent wiped out the ENTIRE human race." he explains.
"Dad, I said on the way!" you joke.
He smiles quickly and grabs his bag from his room. You take your back and you both load up on ammo and guns, putting them into a gun bag.
"Son, what way do we take?" he asks.
"We will take..."