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Dawn of Corr Kendrick Chapter 1 - When the Dead Walk

Four days before the global outbreak

I wake up to the voice of none other than Ana Moynihan, my roommate and one of the fourteen people on campus…or in general…that I would call a friend, whisper-yelling “You’re kidding me right?!” I groan and glance at the clock as she scoffs “How was it an accident?” Unfortunately it read five a.m. which meant that I had only gotten about two hours of sleep having ended up working on the coding for my final project till three. And there was only one person she would be talking to…or well arguing with…this early in the morning, her on-again-off-again boyfriend Luis Close, which meant that I probably wasn’t going to be able to go back to sleep. Depending on how long their argument lasts and what it’s about.

“What’d he do this time?” I question yawning causing her to apologize “Sorry Corr. I was trying to be quiet.” Before angrily saying “But it’s pretty hard when your boyfriend calls to tell you he “accidentally” slept with someone.” Complete with air quotes around accidentally. “Yeah.” I respond nodding as I sit up while she now redirects her attention back to him by yelling “You bastard made me wake up Corr on top of cheating on me again!” She’s quiet for a moment listening to whatever he’s telling her before saying “You’re sorry? You should be sorry.” She listens again for a second before probably cutting him off with “You can’t accidentally sleep with someone! It’s not like you just happened to slip with your pants down and have your dick land in her vagina. We’re done.”

She quiet for a second again before probably cutting him off again with “No. No other chance. I’ve given you so many already and now you do this again. I can’t believe you. Don’t contact me. Don’t look at me. Don’t show up at my dorm. Don’t show up at my work. And don’t bother Corr. You know it won’t work. Goodbye.” And finishing by violently hanging up and slamming the poor phone onto her bed.

“What did that poor phone ever do to you?” I question, trying to lighten the mood a little, causing her to give a small chuckle as she responds “Nothing.” Before picking it up, apologizing to it with an “I’m sorry. I’m not mad at you but at who I was talking too.”, gently placing it on her side table, and looking at me with a questioned “Better?” I shrug before saying “Luckily you didn’t break it. Your final project is on there.” “I know. I’d have to do all that work again if I did.” She responds flopping down on her bed so I advise “Just download it onto your laptop already.” “I know!” She wines before muttering “But it’s in Luis’s room.” “Ana.” I sigh out then causing an annoyed “I know already! “Don’t leave anything you need anywhere other than our room.” You’re like a bad fortune cookie Corr.” Complete with her imitation of me when repeating what I kept telling her when she’s left something important somewhere. “I’m a common sense fortune cookie. I swear you’d leave your head somewhere if it wasn’t attached to you.” I respond only to get a cried “I would not!” before a wined “I need ice cream!” Rolling my eyes I sigh out “Just don’t eat my cookie dough.” “Yay! I love you Corr!” She cries flailing happily on her bed so I respond “I know. I love you too. Now shut up, eat your ice cream, watch legally blonde for the hundredth time, and let me get some more sleep before I have to go to class at noon.”

Day three of the global outbreak

“So…what do you think?” I ask Ana as the “trailer” for my final project ended. Believe it or not she was getting a Film Degree to become a director and was actually in the top ten of the students and her judgement for what will be popular is almost always spot on. So I started creating “trailers” for my projects to show her them before turning them in and tweaking some things she didn’t like about them.

“It’s really awesome! I don’t play video games but I think I’d make an exception for that.” She answers really excitedly so I question “Really? There isn’t anything you would change? I mean this is only the prologue of what I have in mind for a whole game eventually. It isn’t too far ahead in the future for the game series? The first one this would be the sequel for covers the being of people getting powers, remember?” “Corr!” She snaps then causing me to jump a little and look away from the screen and at her. “It’s perfect. If you didn’t go as far as you did it wouldn’t make sense. Not only would I submit that for your final but also submit that to the developers of the original. They’ll hire you in a heartbeat and pay you to make the whole game. Not to mention that Delsin Rowe is the type of main character that’d connect really well with everyone. Not just those that play video games.” “Thanks.” I tell her to get a “No thank you.” From her just before her phone rang.

“He only lasted a week this time.” She sighs out before answering it with a “What to do want Luis?” She listens to what he says before questioning “What do you mean there’s people going crazy and biting other people?” I quickly turn on our T.V. and switch it to the news. Sure enough the headline was about how some people have gone crazy and started biting other people in different small spots around the world. “It sounds like some type of video game plot. Maybe it’s something like the War of the Worlds broadcast situation?” I say then causing her to say “Yeah. It sounds way to crazy to be true.” “Yeah.” I say nodding before she says “Jesus Luis. Even if it is real it’s not even close to here. I mean look, they say it’s quarantined anyway. And…we’re not together anymore because you cheated for the second time. Why do you care about what may or may not happen to me?” After a few minutes of silence with her listening to what he has to say she says “I need actions not words Luis. Thanks for the unneeded news update. Bye.” And hangs up the phone.

“You know what? Let’s binge watch Jericho since Luis is freaking about the end of the world.” She announces snatching the remote from me and switching the T.V. to the D.V.D. Player. I just sigh and sit down on my bed while she puts the first D.V.D. in. I didn’t have any more classes this week so a nineteen plus hour long series binge was fine with me.

Day four of the global outbreak

I wake up to the sound of Luis violently banging on our door and yelling “Ana! Corr! Open up!” I groan and roll over as Ana yells “Jesus Luis! What?!” “Just open up!” He calls back causing her to sigh, get up, go over, and let him in. He immediately slams the door shut and says “You two need to pack. You’re coming over.” “Whoa slow down. What are you talking about?” She asks causing an immediate “That thing is spreading. It hasn’t reached here yet but it’d be safer for you two to stay with us at our house until this thing is under control. Mathias, Granger, and Byron are leaving and going home. Clark, Brenden, and Patrick are getting their girls too. Eric and Stan are staying too.” From him. “I’m not your girl anymore. Besides what makes you think we want to stay with you?” She scoffs causing him to snap “Ana please! I don’t care if we get back together right now! I just want you and Corr to be somewhere safer than an apartment if that thing gets here.” With that she just huffs a “Fine.” Before saying “Come on Corr. It won’t hurt anything if we do go.”

Sighing I get up and grab my book bag and satchel bag/purse while Ana grabs her book bag, purse, and suitcase. I then manage to pack my laptop (plus its charger and protective case), my phone (plus its charger), my Nintendo DS (plus its charger, a few games, and small travel case), my MP3 player (plus its charger) my comfiest pair of jeans, two pairs of black leggings, two of my favorite t-shirts, both my black and my gray tank top, my black Nightmare before Christmas oversized sweater; a few changes of underwear, socks, and sports-bras; my dark-grey Fox brand zip-up hooded jacket, and a couple of my favorite manga series and books all in just my two bags, in addition to my things needed for class still in my book bag. It probably had to do with the fact that my book bag was a large military issue bag my dad had used during his training. Ana used to tease me about having such a big bag but I never have had to use another when traveling because of it and right now it’s pretty useful.

Day five of the global outbreak

Neither Brenden nor his girlfriend Victoria showed up last night or were answering their phones. Everyone was starting to get worried and a feeling of…I don’t know what…seemed to fill the air. It didn’t help that the news had started to change its tune and now had an announcement of “Due to the raise in unexplained cannibalistic activity you are advised to stay indoors and lock your houses. Do not go outside. If you know anyone who has the following symptoms, quarantine them immediately. The symptoms are: coughing, fever, high temperatures, vomiting, and severe hallucinations. There is a refugee center in Atlanta, however if you aren’t in the immediate area, please do not go outside. Stay indoors. Lock your doors and windows. The Army and the National Guard will take care of it.” on repeat.

“I don’t think we should go outside.” Dove, Clark’s girlfriend, whispers as we all stared at the T.V. causing almost all of us to nod in agreement. “I agree. I do. But what about Brenden and Victoria?” Patrick questions earning a “Yeah. Shouldn’t we go and check on them?” from Stan. “And do what? None of us knows what this thing is.” Eric says causing an annoyed “Not all of us are scared of going outside.” From Patrick, referencing Eric’s mild-agoraphobia. “Don’t be a dick!” Cali, his girlfriend, snaps just before something slams against the front door causing everyone to jump and look at it.

“Guys! Open up! Hurry!” the panicked voices of Brenden and Victoria screams from the other side then followed by rapid and violent knocking. Patrick and Stan are the first to react by running over, quickly unlocking and opening the door, and quickly helping Brenden carry an injured Victoria inside. But before they can get the door closed a bloody guy trips over the small step up to get in and falls to the ground. That’s when Dove screams in terror as we all notice that he has a large chunk of flesh taken out of his face and is missing an arm while he groans and reaches his remaining arm out towards the four.

“Quick! Get him out!” Brenden yells as they back away from him so Clark and Luis goes over there quickly before jumping back as Brenden adds “Wait! He’ll try and bite you! Be careful!” “Hurts like a bitch!” Victoria snarls then so the boys just start slamming the door shut on the guy’s face, causing a sickening squishing and cracking sound with each smash. Dark and chunky blood starts to seep from under the door as the guy slowly gets smashed out causing Dove to vomit on the floor before running to the bathroom gagging as the rest of us just gag once in disgust and look away from it. Maybe all the violent video games and horror movies have desensitized us. Or maybe it’s because it looks somewhat similar to…you know...and witnessing it every month has desensitized us.

****Time Skip****

“What the hell is going on? Did we just murder that guy?” Dove questions after calming down enough and Cali had helped Victoria with the bite on her ankle. “That guy wasn’t a guy anymore. He was…something else.” Brenden answers so Victoria adds “We ran into a couple on the way here this morning after finally convincing Camille she should come with us.” “Where is Camille?” Cali questions worriedly only for the two to get a look of guilt as Brenden says “I wasn’t paying attention as I was pulling one of those things off Vic and she…she got attacked too…but it tore her whole throat out…I just-I just grabbed Vic and ran.” “Jesus.” Ana breathes out as we look at each other in a mix of worry, fear, and dread. Whatever that thing is here and people are dying. I was just glad that I knew that my father wasn’t currently on tour and was home to help protect mom.

Day six of the global outbreak

We were all woken up the next morning by Brenden screaming for Cali. We all rush to the room he and Victoria were in to find her covered in sweat and writhing with eyes that weren’t focusing on anything. Cali rushes over and places a hand on her forehead for only a second before immediately pulling it back all while Brenden is muttering “She just started doing this.” Over and over again. “Everyone out.” Cali says quickly causing Brenden to snap out of it and question “What? Why? What’s wrong with her?” “She’s burning up. Literally. We have to quarantine her.” Cali answers immediately causing him to shout “What?! No! I’m not leaving her!” “I guess it’s your choice. But I can’t do anything more for her.” Cali answers backing out of the room as Stan starts trying to convince Brenden to at least stand at the door while Ana starts pulling me away and the others leaving as well. There was nothing we could do…Victoria was probably going to die.

****Time Skip****

After a few hours of all of us just staring at each other in the living room Brenden screamed. But the scream stopped abruptly. We all immediately grab the few weapons, which we gathered up yesterday and determined to keep at least one in our determined groups that would always be together/just outside the door in the house (Ana with a crowbar that for some reason was in Granger’s room, Louis with one of the large kitchen knives, and Me with no weapon, then Patrick with the makeshift weapon he made out of duct tape, a metal hockey stick, and the rest of the kitchen knives, Cali without a weapon, and Stan with a bat, Brenden with the other bat and Victoria, and finally Dove without a weapon, Clark with gun his father gave him for protection “in the city”, and Eric without a weapon), before running to the room.

There is a collective gasp as Patrick slowly opens the door to reveal Victoria tearing Brenden’s chest open as they laid in a puddle of blood coming from his chest and the gaping hole in his throat. She then slowly looked up at us with milky white eyes and growled before slowly getting up and slowly coming towards us while reaching out. Stan immediately slams his bat into the side of her head with a cried “You bitch!” sending her to the floor. Un-phased she slowly starts getting back up growling causing the rest of the guys, minus Eric who didn’t have a weapon, to rush in and start beating her with them. But it wasn’t until Stan manages to smash her head open with his bat that she stopped growling and moving. “It looks like it has to be the head.” He says slowly turning towards Brenden who had started growling and slowly raises his bat above his head before adding “Sorry man.” Before slamming it down on Brenden’s head with all his force. This effectively smashes it at causes Dove to scream “Why did you do that?!” “He became one of those things. Just like Victoria.” Patrick answers for him causing the reality of the situation to flood us. You get bit…you die, come back, attack, and don’t stop until your head is smashed.

Day seven of the global outbreak

Today has been solemn as we collect and take note of how much food and hydrating beverages we have. It should be obvious that there was no way any of us were going to go outside anytime soon. Especially how every once and a while there will be a scream or gunshots outside now. And we didn’t trust drinking or using the water from the pipes. Who knows how the original people became infects. But there was only a week worth of food for the nine of us and that’s with only two “meals” per day. Luckily there was enough beverages to keep us hydrated for a few weeks. But this was also dependent on how long we had power to keep the perishable things good. Without power we’d have less than a week of food of one “meal” per day and only a week of beverages. Let’s hope we don’t lose power or get forced to leave before then.

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