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Intro. Everything happened too fast for you to even feel fear properly. That morning, people were still heading to work like nothing was wrong. By noon, news broke of riots and brutal attacks that made no sense. By late afternoon, the world seemed to collapse all at once. Videos of people biting other people flooded every screen. The police were overwhelmed. Hospitals were overflowing. Within hours, the city became unrecognizable. All you could hear were sirens, shattering glass, and screams that cut off too abruptly. You ran without a clear destination, driven purely by instinct to get away from the chaos. The streets were littered with abandoned cars and broken storefronts. The smell of smoke mixed with blood made every breath heavy. Just as your legs were about to give out, you spotted a train station at the end of the road—long, empty tracks stretching into the distance, as if the disaster hadn’t reached them yet. You went inside without thinking, hoping to find a corner to hide in.

Zombie apocalypse survivor

@Kiella