Clarey Town
The small town that has settled and built up around Clarey College went with the simple and used the name. Clarey, a town with more students, teachers, and the odd family that's moved in, has little to offer those from further away. There is little to no tourist attractions and most that live here work here as well. The largest store, set up in the outskirts of the town's limit, offered a large variety of items from paper to groceries. While many did shop there, just as many shopped at the smaller stores closer to them. A more medium sized store that specializes in food, locally owned of course, kept their prices in decent competition with the chain store. The other decent sized store was more of an outlet, as it offered a small variety of food as well as clothing items. The smaller store was a mix of deli items and quick food stuffs.
Within the town's limits was also a small hospital. While not equipped to handle anything special, they were more than able to handle most medical issues. The hospital boasted a total of three ICU beds, and could have a total of only 23 people admitted at a time. They did have a small landing pad, that would allow them to send patients to a larger hospital if the need arose, but that wasn't often.
The daycare, which wasn't far from any given area in Clarey, offered it's services at a lower rate to students and teachers alike, but tended to keep the costs low anyway as most donated food weekly. The small playground was fenced in, with neatly trimmed hedges all the way around.
The hospital worked closely with the single pharmacy in town, as they also offered compounding on the more complex medications that may be needed, as well as most forms of equipment. Such as wheelchairs, walkers, even feeding tubes and oxygen supplies.
Not far from the campus is a small texmex style sit down eating place. The inside is fairly small, but thanks to the mostly even temperatures around here, they had plenty of screened outside seating areas. Their best dish is the fresh fried rice and freshly cooked taco meat. Decorated in bright colors, the splashes of color tended to draw in more people, and the offer of half price cool drinks also added in their side of being appealing. They had a small area inside that held a few tables for those who were looking for something a bit fancier, lower lighting, even candles if asked for, as well as music that drifted down from hidden speakers that ranged from county to mexican. Most who worked here were pleasant, living in the area but the manager could be a terror to deal with.
Chapter two: Revival
The sun seemed to slowly but steadily sink towards the earth as the night fell. It took the light and it's warmth with it, leaving nothing behind but chilly air underneath a pink sky. The pink was deep and dark, as if colored by the blood that had splattered on walls and floors that day. The moon was visible amidst it, surrounded by a few clouds that seemed to try and comfort it after the horrors it had to witness. Everything about the sight seemed to tell the people of Clarey that this was no ordinary night, and the chill felt almost like freezing even though the summer hadn't officially ended.
Streets became quiet as a lot of the survivors found their way inside of buildings. Some returned home while others tried to seek the safest location and they placed bets on any buildings that had a lot of doors they were able to lock and didn't have a lot of windows. Others even hid in public bathrooms, choosing the stall that was reserved for the disabled and turning it into their own miniature bunker. Lights were turned off indoors if they were visible beyond curtains and sounds faded in the distance. The town came to a halt, as if someone had grabbed a remote and pressed pause. Soon, little sign of the living was seen except for a few that remained outdoors. Those were either utter fools or perhaps, if they were lucky they were smart enough to know what they were doing.
While the temperature experienced a strong drop along with the hope of survivors, other things seemed to rise. One of them was panic amongst the town's people now that the first zombies had been seen, the others were the bodies of those that had fallen or fought a losing battle. Eyes that had been deemed to be closed forever were now opening with all life sucked out of them, as if someone had placed a blurry filter over their iris. Movements were wooden and slow, no energy remaining in the flesh of the ones that slowly stood up from their resting place.
Those that had been bitten that very morning went from bad to worse, their fevers reaching a point of no return as they met their own demise. After that, they too opened their eyes and slowly stood up. More would come to stand as time progressed, rising over night and resurrected as walkers. None were left dead except for those that had bullets in their brain and those who's heads had been severed. Others walked and were doomed to live a life of walking until a weapon ended their sickening afterlife. Until then, they'd only have a single goal. Food, or more specifically the flesh of the fresh and the living.
The bodies of the deceased, some with bullets draining their vessels, stood in a collective army of undead that was spreaded over town and for a moment, neither of them moved besides tilting their head upwards and staring at the sky. For a minute it seemed like that was all they would do but soon, their heads snapped back to their usual position and they started walking, albeit slowly. Each one of them wandered around, some of them finding others and joining them as they formed small hordes before they proceeded to wander aimlessly.
Where the leader of the horde would walk, others would follow and while initially, most hordes consisted of no more than 4 or 5 zombies, they soon grew in numbers until a few of them had twenty if not more. It was a terrible and fright inducing sight that made it clear that Clarey town was lost. It wasn't safe anymore and people would best remain indoors. At least they would if they were aware of it, which most weren't yet... Only one thing was clear as the first newly turned attacked the living here and there: Those that weren't aware yet would soon learn. There was no chance of escaping now.
Day Two
The first rays of light appeared on the horizon and stroked the grass where they fell, moving up and climbing some of the bushes that surrounded it as well as some of the stone of buildings that still stood tall and proudly. It filled up the holes in the walls of others, those that had been damaged by the explosions in the days before. Climbing higher, it met the trees, casting them in sunlight with the promised hope of a new day.
Where it once greeted critters that made it's way through the forest and students that brushed the sleep out of their eyes on their way to work, it now greeted moving bodies that seemed to drag themselves along. At first glance, it was almost similar to what those students that headed to their morning lectures had looked like, but the reality was far more gruesome.
Blood splattered over clothing, jaws unhinged or gaping holes in their faces. Bullet holes all over their body, pieces of flesh that didn't belong to them hanging from their mouths. Some of them older, slowly rotting. More of them fresher and looking nearly alive, if it weren't for the dullness in their eyes. If it weren't for the spark that had vanished within them.
Those that were fresher were horribly familiar. A brother, a sister, an aunt or an uncle. A daughter or a son, a father or a mother. A best friend, a lover, a companion or a teammate. They all walked and roamed in a similar way, their heads turning towards sound and their empty eyes scanning their surroundings before they lifted their chin up and smelled the air in a desperate search for their only drive: food.
Stores were raided, windows were broken and doors were kicked in. Personal belongings were scattered through the halls of buildings where the lights flickered on the ceiling. A town that had seemed to be able to return back to normal a mere twenty-four hours before when the army had packed their bags now looked like a battlefield. It was the home of war and pain, and this was a war against the unknown that would prove to be hard to win.
The worst part was that every fallen soldier in one of the teams would simply add onto the other, and as things stood there seemed to be only two teams: the living and the dead. If there was ever a time where the oddest of teams would form and decide to work together, that time was now. And even then... there was diversity.
The small town that has settled and built up around Clarey College went with the simple and used the name. Clarey, a town with more students, teachers, and the odd family that's moved in, has little to offer those from further away. There is little to no tourist attractions and most that live here work here as well. The largest store, set up in the outskirts of the town's limit, offered a large variety of items from paper to groceries. While many did shop there, just as many shopped at the smaller stores closer to them. A more medium sized store that specializes in food, locally owned of course, kept their prices in decent competition with the chain store. The other decent sized store was more of an outlet, as it offered a small variety of food as well as clothing items. The smaller store was a mix of deli items and quick food stuffs.
Within the town's limits was also a small hospital. While not equipped to handle anything special, they were more than able to handle most medical issues. The hospital boasted a total of three ICU beds, and could have a total of only 23 people admitted at a time. They did have a small landing pad, that would allow them to send patients to a larger hospital if the need arose, but that wasn't often.
The daycare, which wasn't far from any given area in Clarey, offered it's services at a lower rate to students and teachers alike, but tended to keep the costs low anyway as most donated food weekly. The small playground was fenced in, with neatly trimmed hedges all the way around.
The hospital worked closely with the single pharmacy in town, as they also offered compounding on the more complex medications that may be needed, as well as most forms of equipment. Such as wheelchairs, walkers, even feeding tubes and oxygen supplies.
Not far from the campus is a small texmex style sit down eating place. The inside is fairly small, but thanks to the mostly even temperatures around here, they had plenty of screened outside seating areas. Their best dish is the fresh fried rice and freshly cooked taco meat. Decorated in bright colors, the splashes of color tended to draw in more people, and the offer of half price cool drinks also added in their side of being appealing. They had a small area inside that held a few tables for those who were looking for something a bit fancier, lower lighting, even candles if asked for, as well as music that drifted down from hidden speakers that ranged from county to mexican. Most who worked here were pleasant, living in the area but the manager could be a terror to deal with.
Chapter two: Revival
The sun seemed to slowly but steadily sink towards the earth as the night fell. It took the light and it's warmth with it, leaving nothing behind but chilly air underneath a pink sky. The pink was deep and dark, as if colored by the blood that had splattered on walls and floors that day. The moon was visible amidst it, surrounded by a few clouds that seemed to try and comfort it after the horrors it had to witness. Everything about the sight seemed to tell the people of Clarey that this was no ordinary night, and the chill felt almost like freezing even though the summer hadn't officially ended.
Streets became quiet as a lot of the survivors found their way inside of buildings. Some returned home while others tried to seek the safest location and they placed bets on any buildings that had a lot of doors they were able to lock and didn't have a lot of windows. Others even hid in public bathrooms, choosing the stall that was reserved for the disabled and turning it into their own miniature bunker. Lights were turned off indoors if they were visible beyond curtains and sounds faded in the distance. The town came to a halt, as if someone had grabbed a remote and pressed pause. Soon, little sign of the living was seen except for a few that remained outdoors. Those were either utter fools or perhaps, if they were lucky they were smart enough to know what they were doing.
While the temperature experienced a strong drop along with the hope of survivors, other things seemed to rise. One of them was panic amongst the town's people now that the first zombies had been seen, the others were the bodies of those that had fallen or fought a losing battle. Eyes that had been deemed to be closed forever were now opening with all life sucked out of them, as if someone had placed a blurry filter over their iris. Movements were wooden and slow, no energy remaining in the flesh of the ones that slowly stood up from their resting place.
Those that had been bitten that very morning went from bad to worse, their fevers reaching a point of no return as they met their own demise. After that, they too opened their eyes and slowly stood up. More would come to stand as time progressed, rising over night and resurrected as walkers. None were left dead except for those that had bullets in their brain and those who's heads had been severed. Others walked and were doomed to live a life of walking until a weapon ended their sickening afterlife. Until then, they'd only have a single goal. Food, or more specifically the flesh of the fresh and the living.
The bodies of the deceased, some with bullets draining their vessels, stood in a collective army of undead that was spreaded over town and for a moment, neither of them moved besides tilting their head upwards and staring at the sky. For a minute it seemed like that was all they would do but soon, their heads snapped back to their usual position and they started walking, albeit slowly. Each one of them wandered around, some of them finding others and joining them as they formed small hordes before they proceeded to wander aimlessly.
Where the leader of the horde would walk, others would follow and while initially, most hordes consisted of no more than 4 or 5 zombies, they soon grew in numbers until a few of them had twenty if not more. It was a terrible and fright inducing sight that made it clear that Clarey town was lost. It wasn't safe anymore and people would best remain indoors. At least they would if they were aware of it, which most weren't yet... Only one thing was clear as the first newly turned attacked the living here and there: Those that weren't aware yet would soon learn. There was no chance of escaping now.
Day Two
The first rays of light appeared on the horizon and stroked the grass where they fell, moving up and climbing some of the bushes that surrounded it as well as some of the stone of buildings that still stood tall and proudly. It filled up the holes in the walls of others, those that had been damaged by the explosions in the days before. Climbing higher, it met the trees, casting them in sunlight with the promised hope of a new day.
Where it once greeted critters that made it's way through the forest and students that brushed the sleep out of their eyes on their way to work, it now greeted moving bodies that seemed to drag themselves along. At first glance, it was almost similar to what those students that headed to their morning lectures had looked like, but the reality was far more gruesome.
Blood splattered over clothing, jaws unhinged or gaping holes in their faces. Bullet holes all over their body, pieces of flesh that didn't belong to them hanging from their mouths. Some of them older, slowly rotting. More of them fresher and looking nearly alive, if it weren't for the dullness in their eyes. If it weren't for the spark that had vanished within them.
Those that were fresher were horribly familiar. A brother, a sister, an aunt or an uncle. A daughter or a son, a father or a mother. A best friend, a lover, a companion or a teammate. They all walked and roamed in a similar way, their heads turning towards sound and their empty eyes scanning their surroundings before they lifted their chin up and smelled the air in a desperate search for their only drive: food.
Stores were raided, windows were broken and doors were kicked in. Personal belongings were scattered through the halls of buildings where the lights flickered on the ceiling. A town that had seemed to be able to return back to normal a mere twenty-four hours before when the army had packed their bags now looked like a battlefield. It was the home of war and pain, and this was a war against the unknown that would prove to be hard to win.
The worst part was that every fallen soldier in one of the teams would simply add onto the other, and as things stood there seemed to be only two teams: the living and the dead. If there was ever a time where the oddest of teams would form and decide to work together, that time was now. And even then... there was diversity.
Clarey Campus
The campus of the college is as big as it is green. A lot of nature is to be found on it’s grounds and while there are a fair amount of buildings, there’s as least as much space left to nature as there is for the buildings itself. The school itself consists of two massive buildings that were placed next to each other and form the shape of an L together and 3 smaller buildings across the pond that are meant for specific fields of study.
The main building, which has a darker red stone than the other is a 4 floor building where one can mainly find the office of the headmaster and the teacher's lounge. There’s also a student restaurant there that provides good and filling means on student budgets. On the top floor, there’s an auditorium where presentations can be held.
The second building mainly holds classrooms and lockers as well as study rooms and comfortable sitting areas for in between classes. You can find a vending machine for cold drinks and snacks here and there as well as a coffee machine for those that prefer hot drinks. Aside from that, there’s also a student shop that holds articles of clothing, backpacks, school accessories and necessities to attend class such as notebooks, laptops you can rent and stationary.
The other three buildings that are part of the school itself can be found on the other side of the pond, or between the pond and the main parking lot to be exact. Here, classes for specific study fields are held. The first building is for chemistry and holds different labs and a big storage for chemicals as well as rooms for experiments. The second is for healthcare and holds medical equipment, basic medicine that every doctor should know about and surgical resources. The last building is the science building in which you can find many things like real organs and bones as well as older specimens for the study of anatomy aside from rooms dedicated to other fields of science that do not fall under biology itself.
Aside from the school buildings, there’s also the dorms to be found that are located further on the right of the grounds and surrounded by trees in an open, half-circle. Edged to a small forest, this building provides peaceful living quarters for the school’s students.
The dorms consist of small apartments that each have their own bedrooms as well as a small living area. Each apartment also has a mini fridge and a private bathroom with a shower that only gets used by the students living in it. On the first floor of the building one can find a kitchen area that all students have access to and a community fridge, which holds basic items like cheese and ham as well as milk, eggs and yoghurt. Aside from the kitchen area there is also a storage room that holds extra products including bottles of water, cheap bathroom products like soap and shampoo as well as extra towels and other basic necessities. Each student is allowed to use as many as they need although their contract does request for them to use these resources responsibly and not take more than is necessary. Most of it is after all an emergency stash that should only be used when the student does not have these items in their own apartment for any reasons.
The dorms also hold a small gym and an entertainment area as well as a library in which the classic books as well as some encyclopedias can be found. In the entertainment area there is a big display case with several movies one can borrow as well as cd’s, board games and even a ping pong table.These too are available for all students and there’s no specific rules about them except for the request of using these rooms respectfully and returning the books when they are no longer needed. In case one would get caught nor respecting what is offered in the dorms, one would get kicked out without further notice.
Other than these buildings there’s more minor buildings to be found on campus that can be handy for all students. These include a larger gym, a huge event hall and library for events such as prom and other activities like the annual job day, a coffeehouse where one can sit and have breakfast as well as drink coffee and study or read and the cabin on the far left of the campus, where the groundskeeper resides and sells his hand-crafted furniture to students that might want to buy it for their dorms or other housing.
Surrounding these buildings and making up the other half of campus grounds, there’s a small pond with fish and a wooden bridge that crosses it as well as fields where students can play soccer or baseball. A basketball court is provided as well and so are plenty of benches to sit on for students that like to find peace amongst nature. At the very front of the campus grounds, there’s a parking lot that provides a place where regular students can park their car. For the ones that reside in the dorms, another parking lot is provided that you can find on the right side of the dorm building.
The smoke of the explosion still filled the air that morning. It clouded the vision of many like the fear and the dread in their hearts clouded their very existence.
The screams had ended at 4 in the morning, after that no sound had filled the air but the soft crackling of fire here and there and the songs of birds in the trees.
Troupes of soldiers had left as soon as the screams ended, abandoning the sites of explosions and moving on. They had walked down the road and followed it out of the town.
For a moment, the hope of morning and a new day had been victorious as it seemed that the departure of the soldiers marked a beginning of peace. The people of Clarey had won, at least those that had survived.
Little did they know that the soldiers hadn't left with the intend to bring back peace. Little did they know that the soldiers had in fact, given up on saving the town they so loved entirely.
One would think that was bad enough but no, the soldiers were replaced by something else. Something far more vicious. Bullets and gunfire, even explosions were nothing compared to the spreading virus and the sight that filled the gaze once the sun rised was a sight that had many wishing they'd been shot.
A single one made it's way through first, stumbling out of the smoke on the street like a phoenix rising from it's ashes.
It was nothing majestic, no... Instead it was terrifying and sickening, it's skin hanging over it's bones and it making an awful, bone cutting sound.
Producing something between a growl and a snarl, the humanoid figure stumbled on. Soon, the smoke began to clear and more of them were seen, flocking together with the first as if led by it. They all stumbled just as much as the first had, some appearing female while others male.
Although their movement was slow and manufactured as if someone controlled the strings of these puppets, the sight of them alone was enough to send shivers and chills down someone's spine.
As they made their way over the road, the horde, consisting of about twelve of these creatures, found itself near the campus of Clarey college without a human in sight.
Chapter two: Revival
The sun seemed to slowly but steadily sink towards the earth as the night fell. It took the light and it's warmth with it, leaving nothing behind but chilly air underneath a pink sky. The pink was deep and dark, as if colored by the blood that had splattered on walls and floors that day. The moon was visible amidst it, surrounded by a few clouds that seemed to try and comfort it after the horrors it had to witness. Everything about the sight seemed to tell the people of Clarey that this was no ordinary night, and the chill felt almost like freezing even though the summer hadn't officially ended.
Streets became quiet as a lot of the survivors found their way inside of buildings. Some returned home while others tried to seek the safest location and they placed bets on any buildings that had a lot of doors they were able to lock and didn't have a lot of windows. Others even hid in public bathrooms, choosing the stall that was reserved for the disabled and turning it into their own miniature bunker. Lights were turned off indoors if they were visible beyond curtains and sounds faded in the distance. The town came to a halt, as if someone had grabbed a remote and pressed pause. Soon, little sign of the living was seen except for a few that remained outdoors. Those were either utter fools or perhaps, if they were lucky they were smart enough to know what they were doing.
While the temperature experienced a strong drop along with the hope of survivors, other things seemed to rise. One of them was panic amongst the town's people now that the first zombies had been seen, the others were the bodies of those that had fallen or fought a losing battle. Eyes that had been deemed to be closed forever were now opening with all life sucked out of them, as if someone had placed a blurry filter over their iris. Movements were wooden and slow, no energy remaining in the flesh of the ones that slowly stood up from their resting place.
Those that had been bitten that very morning went from bad to worse, their fevers reaching a point of no return as they met their own demise. After that, they too opened their eyes and slowly stood up. More would come to stand as time progressed, rising over night and resurrected as walkers. None were left dead except for those that had bullets in their brain and those who's heads had been severed. Others walked and were doomed to live a life of walking until a weapon ended their sickening afterlife. Until then, they'd only have a single goal. Food, or more specifically the flesh of the fresh and the living.
The bodies of the deceased, some with bullets draining their vessels, stood in a collective army of undead that was spreaded over town and for a moment, neither of them moved besides tilting their head upwards and staring at the sky. For a minute it seemed like that was all they would do but soon, their heads snapped back to their usual position and they started walking, albeit slowly. Each one of them wandered around, some of them finding others and joining them as they formed small hordes before they proceeded to wander aimlessly.
Where the leader of the horde would walk, others would follow and while initially, most hordes consisted of no more than 4 or 5 zombies, they soon grew in numbers until a few of them had twenty if not more. It was a terrible and fright inducing sight that made it clear that Clarey town was lost. It wasn't safe anymore and people would best remain indoors. At least they would if they were aware of it, which most weren't yet... Only one thing was clear as the first newly turned attacked the living here and there: Those that weren't aware yet would soon learn. There was no chance of escaping now.
Day Two
The first rays of light appeared on the horizon and stroked the grass where they fell, moving up and climbing some of the bushes that surrounded it as well as some of the stone of buildings that still stood tall and proudly. It filled up the holes in the walls of others, those that had been damaged by the explosions in the days before. Climbing higher, it met the trees, casting them in sunlight with the promised hope of a new day.
Where it once greeted critters that made it's way through the forest and students that brushed the sleep out of their eyes on their way to work, it now greeted moving bodies that seemed to drag themselves along. At first glance, it was almost similar to what those students that headed to their morning lectures had looked like, but the reality was far more gruesome.
Blood splattered over clothing, jaws unhinged or gaping holes in their faces. Bullet holes all over their body, pieces of flesh that didn't belong to them hanging from their mouths. Some of them older, slowly rotting. More of them fresher and looking nearly alive, if it weren't for the dullness in their eyes. If it weren't for the spark that had vanished within them.
Those that were fresher were horribly familiar. A brother, a sister, an aunt or an uncle. A daughter or a son, a father or a mother. A best friend, a lover, a companion or a teammate. They all walked and roamed in a similar way, their heads turning towards sound and their empty eyes scanning their surroundings before they lifted their chin up and smelled the air in a desperate search for their only drive: food.
Stores were raided, windows were broken and doors were kicked in. Personal belongings were scattered through the halls of buildings where the lights flickered on the ceiling. A town that had seemed to be able to return back to normal a mere twenty-four hours before when the army had packed their bags now looked like a battlefield. It was the home of war and pain, and this was a war against the unknown that would prove to be hard to win.
The worst part was that every fallen soldier in one of the teams would simply add onto the other, and as things stood there seemed to be only two teams: the living and the dead. If there was ever a time where the oddest of teams would form and decide to work together, that time was now. And even then... there was diversity.
The campus of the college is as big as it is green. A lot of nature is to be found on it’s grounds and while there are a fair amount of buildings, there’s as least as much space left to nature as there is for the buildings itself. The school itself consists of two massive buildings that were placed next to each other and form the shape of an L together and 3 smaller buildings across the pond that are meant for specific fields of study.
The main building, which has a darker red stone than the other is a 4 floor building where one can mainly find the office of the headmaster and the teacher's lounge. There’s also a student restaurant there that provides good and filling means on student budgets. On the top floor, there’s an auditorium where presentations can be held.
The second building mainly holds classrooms and lockers as well as study rooms and comfortable sitting areas for in between classes. You can find a vending machine for cold drinks and snacks here and there as well as a coffee machine for those that prefer hot drinks. Aside from that, there’s also a student shop that holds articles of clothing, backpacks, school accessories and necessities to attend class such as notebooks, laptops you can rent and stationary.
The other three buildings that are part of the school itself can be found on the other side of the pond, or between the pond and the main parking lot to be exact. Here, classes for specific study fields are held. The first building is for chemistry and holds different labs and a big storage for chemicals as well as rooms for experiments. The second is for healthcare and holds medical equipment, basic medicine that every doctor should know about and surgical resources. The last building is the science building in which you can find many things like real organs and bones as well as older specimens for the study of anatomy aside from rooms dedicated to other fields of science that do not fall under biology itself.
Aside from the school buildings, there’s also the dorms to be found that are located further on the right of the grounds and surrounded by trees in an open, half-circle. Edged to a small forest, this building provides peaceful living quarters for the school’s students.
The dorms consist of small apartments that each have their own bedrooms as well as a small living area. Each apartment also has a mini fridge and a private bathroom with a shower that only gets used by the students living in it. On the first floor of the building one can find a kitchen area that all students have access to and a community fridge, which holds basic items like cheese and ham as well as milk, eggs and yoghurt. Aside from the kitchen area there is also a storage room that holds extra products including bottles of water, cheap bathroom products like soap and shampoo as well as extra towels and other basic necessities. Each student is allowed to use as many as they need although their contract does request for them to use these resources responsibly and not take more than is necessary. Most of it is after all an emergency stash that should only be used when the student does not have these items in their own apartment for any reasons.
The dorms also hold a small gym and an entertainment area as well as a library in which the classic books as well as some encyclopedias can be found. In the entertainment area there is a big display case with several movies one can borrow as well as cd’s, board games and even a ping pong table.These too are available for all students and there’s no specific rules about them except for the request of using these rooms respectfully and returning the books when they are no longer needed. In case one would get caught nor respecting what is offered in the dorms, one would get kicked out without further notice.
Other than these buildings there’s more minor buildings to be found on campus that can be handy for all students. These include a larger gym, a huge event hall and library for events such as prom and other activities like the annual job day, a coffeehouse where one can sit and have breakfast as well as drink coffee and study or read and the cabin on the far left of the campus, where the groundskeeper resides and sells his hand-crafted furniture to students that might want to buy it for their dorms or other housing.
Surrounding these buildings and making up the other half of campus grounds, there’s a small pond with fish and a wooden bridge that crosses it as well as fields where students can play soccer or baseball. A basketball court is provided as well and so are plenty of benches to sit on for students that like to find peace amongst nature. At the very front of the campus grounds, there’s a parking lot that provides a place where regular students can park their car. For the ones that reside in the dorms, another parking lot is provided that you can find on the right side of the dorm building.
The smoke of the explosion still filled the air that morning. It clouded the vision of many like the fear and the dread in their hearts clouded their very existence.
The screams had ended at 4 in the morning, after that no sound had filled the air but the soft crackling of fire here and there and the songs of birds in the trees.
Troupes of soldiers had left as soon as the screams ended, abandoning the sites of explosions and moving on. They had walked down the road and followed it out of the town.
For a moment, the hope of morning and a new day had been victorious as it seemed that the departure of the soldiers marked a beginning of peace. The people of Clarey had won, at least those that had survived.
Little did they know that the soldiers hadn't left with the intend to bring back peace. Little did they know that the soldiers had in fact, given up on saving the town they so loved entirely.
One would think that was bad enough but no, the soldiers were replaced by something else. Something far more vicious. Bullets and gunfire, even explosions were nothing compared to the spreading virus and the sight that filled the gaze once the sun rised was a sight that had many wishing they'd been shot.
A single one made it's way through first, stumbling out of the smoke on the street like a phoenix rising from it's ashes.
It was nothing majestic, no... Instead it was terrifying and sickening, it's skin hanging over it's bones and it making an awful, bone cutting sound.
Producing something between a growl and a snarl, the humanoid figure stumbled on. Soon, the smoke began to clear and more of them were seen, flocking together with the first as if led by it. They all stumbled just as much as the first had, some appearing female while others male.
Although their movement was slow and manufactured as if someone controlled the strings of these puppets, the sight of them alone was enough to send shivers and chills down someone's spine.
As they made their way over the road, the horde, consisting of about twelve of these creatures, found itself near the campus of Clarey college without a human in sight.
Chapter two: Revival
The sun seemed to slowly but steadily sink towards the earth as the night fell. It took the light and it's warmth with it, leaving nothing behind but chilly air underneath a pink sky. The pink was deep and dark, as if colored by the blood that had splattered on walls and floors that day. The moon was visible amidst it, surrounded by a few clouds that seemed to try and comfort it after the horrors it had to witness. Everything about the sight seemed to tell the people of Clarey that this was no ordinary night, and the chill felt almost like freezing even though the summer hadn't officially ended.
Streets became quiet as a lot of the survivors found their way inside of buildings. Some returned home while others tried to seek the safest location and they placed bets on any buildings that had a lot of doors they were able to lock and didn't have a lot of windows. Others even hid in public bathrooms, choosing the stall that was reserved for the disabled and turning it into their own miniature bunker. Lights were turned off indoors if they were visible beyond curtains and sounds faded in the distance. The town came to a halt, as if someone had grabbed a remote and pressed pause. Soon, little sign of the living was seen except for a few that remained outdoors. Those were either utter fools or perhaps, if they were lucky they were smart enough to know what they were doing.
While the temperature experienced a strong drop along with the hope of survivors, other things seemed to rise. One of them was panic amongst the town's people now that the first zombies had been seen, the others were the bodies of those that had fallen or fought a losing battle. Eyes that had been deemed to be closed forever were now opening with all life sucked out of them, as if someone had placed a blurry filter over their iris. Movements were wooden and slow, no energy remaining in the flesh of the ones that slowly stood up from their resting place.
Those that had been bitten that very morning went from bad to worse, their fevers reaching a point of no return as they met their own demise. After that, they too opened their eyes and slowly stood up. More would come to stand as time progressed, rising over night and resurrected as walkers. None were left dead except for those that had bullets in their brain and those who's heads had been severed. Others walked and were doomed to live a life of walking until a weapon ended their sickening afterlife. Until then, they'd only have a single goal. Food, or more specifically the flesh of the fresh and the living.
The bodies of the deceased, some with bullets draining their vessels, stood in a collective army of undead that was spreaded over town and for a moment, neither of them moved besides tilting their head upwards and staring at the sky. For a minute it seemed like that was all they would do but soon, their heads snapped back to their usual position and they started walking, albeit slowly. Each one of them wandered around, some of them finding others and joining them as they formed small hordes before they proceeded to wander aimlessly.
Where the leader of the horde would walk, others would follow and while initially, most hordes consisted of no more than 4 or 5 zombies, they soon grew in numbers until a few of them had twenty if not more. It was a terrible and fright inducing sight that made it clear that Clarey town was lost. It wasn't safe anymore and people would best remain indoors. At least they would if they were aware of it, which most weren't yet... Only one thing was clear as the first newly turned attacked the living here and there: Those that weren't aware yet would soon learn. There was no chance of escaping now.
Day Two
The first rays of light appeared on the horizon and stroked the grass where they fell, moving up and climbing some of the bushes that surrounded it as well as some of the stone of buildings that still stood tall and proudly. It filled up the holes in the walls of others, those that had been damaged by the explosions in the days before. Climbing higher, it met the trees, casting them in sunlight with the promised hope of a new day.
Where it once greeted critters that made it's way through the forest and students that brushed the sleep out of their eyes on their way to work, it now greeted moving bodies that seemed to drag themselves along. At first glance, it was almost similar to what those students that headed to their morning lectures had looked like, but the reality was far more gruesome.
Blood splattered over clothing, jaws unhinged or gaping holes in their faces. Bullet holes all over their body, pieces of flesh that didn't belong to them hanging from their mouths. Some of them older, slowly rotting. More of them fresher and looking nearly alive, if it weren't for the dullness in their eyes. If it weren't for the spark that had vanished within them.
Those that were fresher were horribly familiar. A brother, a sister, an aunt or an uncle. A daughter or a son, a father or a mother. A best friend, a lover, a companion or a teammate. They all walked and roamed in a similar way, their heads turning towards sound and their empty eyes scanning their surroundings before they lifted their chin up and smelled the air in a desperate search for their only drive: food.
Stores were raided, windows were broken and doors were kicked in. Personal belongings were scattered through the halls of buildings where the lights flickered on the ceiling. A town that had seemed to be able to return back to normal a mere twenty-four hours before when the army had packed their bags now looked like a battlefield. It was the home of war and pain, and this was a war against the unknown that would prove to be hard to win.
The worst part was that every fallen soldier in one of the teams would simply add onto the other, and as things stood there seemed to be only two teams: the living and the dead. If there was ever a time where the oddest of teams would form and decide to work together, that time was now. And even then... there was diversity.
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