As I walked outside, there was something terribly wrong, there was absolutely no noise, and this was usually a busy town, but it was as quiet as the countryside. I walked around for a few minutes to see if there were any other people alive, with no luck. I knew that staying out here was not healthy for me as there were high levels of radiation. I found a car that was lightly damaged from the blow, the driver's door was opened and the driver was on the road, cut in multiple different pieces by a piece of metal that went flying from a nearby building. I got into the car and turned the key that was still left in the vroom! The car started, and my plan was to drive to an area that had less radiation, somewhere in the middle of nowhere where other countries wouldn't bother nuking, that way I do not need to worry about radiation.

As I closed the door and locked it, the dead man, still sliced and diced, slammed up on the door, groaning, he was trying to get in, his blood was getting on the window, I quickly drove away. My heart was still racing, This was bad, anyone who was dead would turn into a mutated zombie, I had a lot more on my mind now, I needed a weapon, I went to another part of town where the nuke did not fully destroy, It was a ghost town, I was able to find a store. I had to watch what I was doing, I did not want to get jumped by a mutated zombie, my only goal was to get in and grab an axe and maybe some food and water. I looked around, and not a soul in the town, I opened my door and walked into the store. I looked up and found the sign that said tools, I needed a weapon befor I got more supplies in case I got attacked by another mutated zombie.

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I ran to the aisle and found an axe, I ripped the tag off and tested its sharpness on a piece of wood, it cut straight through. Next up I needed some food and water, I went to the aisle, I did not expect what I saw, there was a man, maybe in his 20s, he turned when he heard me, he must have thought I was a mutated zombie. He yelled over to me, and he said what is your name, I responded, Colton, what about you? They call me John, Im 24 and I live near here, how did you get here? I stole a car and drove over, I said. Ok, what do you say we team up, that way we will be able to survive through this.

ya, I think that's a good idea. We got all the supplies we needed, and we both left the store, as we were getting into the car I asked him If he had seen any zombies around. He said he saw one far away and It jumped someone And killed them. I told him what happened to me when he asked about the blood on the door, we decided to watch out for them because we did not know what the zombies were capable of.