Chapter 3 The very beginning

I wake up to the sound of maoning, banging and what sounds like screaming in the distance, as I roll over and assess my surroundings I notice I am back in my shabby somewhat run down studio apartment not that I can complain I mean when you work a dead end job you get what you can afford plus since I lost my last job for attacking a customer due to the smell of their blood makes it very difficultin finding a new job.

I don't remember exactly how I got back home, all I remember was saying fck it last night and trying to get wasted but ever since I've gotten the vaccine my tolerance has almost tripled but I was trying to forget everything that's gone wrong this past year between graduating high school and working part time at the crappy motel as a maid and getting sick from that stupid jab the government made us all get to the weird cravings I keep getting ever since, but thats a story for another time, its been a rough year but whats even worse is it seems like everyone's coming down with some sort of something which makes me believe its related to this "virus" thats going around since there's been way to many people suddenly disappearing without a trace. Its been all over the news lately how it all starts with sneezing then you start coughing and then you start getting a fever and then having issues breathing and next thing you know you end up in the hospital which is where you ultimately disappear and suddenly your loved ones are getting a totally different story then what may have really happened,doesn't sound nothing unusual then the flu or any other virus out there right?. Wrong apparently this so called "virus" not only kills you but there's been reports from other country's and even here in my own city that you come back to life but not how you are thinking no this is much much worse then even I could have thought possible but ever since getting "sick" a lot of what I thought impossiblehas become possible. I don't want to believe it personally or I should say that the logical side of my brain tries not to let me believe but strange things have been happening here new york city but no one speaks of it because we are to afraid to speak our thoughts Out loud for fear of being marked as crazy by society but I guess only time can tell but what I can't seem to wrap my mind around is who was sick enough to mess with nature in such a way, I mean the jab that was supposed to suddenly protect us from this has turned us into something you would only see in movies or read about in books. But even i myself have noticed strange things going on within myself but the rational side of me keeps me from going any further with those thoughts be because it just hurts to much to think this early in the morning. I've never been a morning person but ever since that experimental shot I've noticed the change in my sleeping habits and it makes me just that more grumpy being up this early. As I refuse to continue to let my mind wander, I roll out of bed untangling myself from my sheets which have seemed to burrito themselves around me, I place my feet on the cold hardwood floor and make my way past my mirror that hangs up on the door to my tiny little bathroom I stop to check my appearance. My waist length raven black hair is all knotted and almost shoulder length, my purple eyes with a gold ring look rather dull today compared to the brightness they usually have in them but that's probably from not sleeping well and from not feeding like I should be but living in a large city like this it's hard to feed. Now you may wonder why I have eyes like this since as I've stated only the Z's a.k.a the infected have them, well it seems with all the other changes I've noticed my eye color was one of them and it was ever since I got the shot I try to wear contacts when I am outside of my apartment and in the outside world to camouflage my eyes but I've learned that contacts don't work the only thing I can do is dull them. my full lips are pale, even my snow white skin looks paler then usual I can see my veins more then usual and the silverish blood that now courses through it. As I look overmyself I see my black t shirt is all disheveled and torn in some places and my already ripped up black skinny jeans have a huge hole by right my calf. As I take a closer look I start to feel pain from putting pressure on my leg I see blood, I start to hyperventilate knowing I've been bit by one of the infected, now it isn't that big of a deal since I have the Z virus in my veins already but what worries me is that the apocalypse has started a lot sooner then we all thought