Chapter 4 The Beginning of the end

I try to stay calm as much as I possibly can but I've never done good with these types of situations, but I start to breath in then out and count to ten like I was taught to do when I was little and my foster mother taught me to do.

I try to remember where I put my first aid kit but the pain in my calf is making it hard to concentrate, now you would think that being a Z myself or a more humanized Z that I wouldn't need a first aid kit, which technically I don't since turning all meds don't work on me anymore but I still have to wrap it to keep it from starting to rot. I then smack myself upside the head because I forgot I keep it under my bed since my bathroom isn't big enough except for a sink, a stand up shower and a toilet so all my bathroom necessities I've had to keep under my bed. As I hobble my way back to my bed I try to recall the events from last night and that's when I remember.

I was attacked last night by one of the infected and had no weapons on me becauseI believed I wouldn't have needed them of course I was wrong obviously, if it wasn't for mr tall, dark & handsome who strangely enough had the same colored eyes i do,, I never would have made it back alive but who was he though and where did the infected come from, is it really spreading faster then we all predicted or is the government not saying everything. Unfortunately this is the start of of zombie apocalypse or the end of the beginning. But as soon as that thought leaves me, I start to sweat and freak out I try to pace the floor forgetting the task at hand of getting my wound bandaged up and making sure its not starting to rot, sole thought is that we are now entering a zombie apocalypse and I have no idea whats going to happen or what this means for the human race. Its bad enough that i was used as an experiment to see how the new "drug" reacts to being introduced to human blood but how many others this has happened to i don't know, I've been trying for almost 4 months to track down others like me,, though I highly doubt others had enough self control to remain more human then Z, But I can't give into those thoughts at least not now. I start to panic a little more and as I panic black starts to seep into the edges of my vision and I can feel myself slowly falling backwards into a black abyss but there's nothing I can do about it just hope I don't give myself a concussion on top of everything else but then I laugh internally at myself realizing that Z's can't get concussions as far as I know anyways.