The Main Character

Every thirty days, the population here transforms. It is a virus within our town and possibly everywhere. The sick infect others and their body has extra eyes or extra limbs attached. It is not pretty.

This apocalypse started with one infected person, not exactly sure how they turned out this way. It was easy to avoid this one person. The non-sick creatures threw huge parties that raged on into the early hours of the morning. All we had to do was avoid the sick for a single day each month, then our lives would return back to normal.

When this all began, there was one infected person roaming the streets. The parties that happen now are the sick parties since nearly everyone has come into contact with them. Not me though, I hate germs. Parents got slack and friends let their guards down. It used to be so easy to avoid, but now I have to sneak past streets and stay indoors as much as possible. Did I mention that they become wildly aggressive and hunt down any regular person? They want everyone to join them, including me. They would usually keep to themselves when they can’t sense any of us unsick around and party all day. My family is all gone too, except my Grandma. I check in with her every four hours on apocalypse days like this one.

Grandma and I were spending time together, protecting each other. I left the room to use the bathroom for less than a minute and came back to my neighbour, Frank, with his mouth around Grandma’s ankle. I need to run fast and find safety. It’s too late for Grandma as well. I’m the last man standing, I believe. Frank pursues me and tries to touch an open wound on my arm, which I move out of his way while running. I tear my shirt off and wrap the bandage too, I seriously can’t have another situation like this getting close to happening. The day is coming close to an end, I just need to find safety for another hour or two.

Midnight strikes and the world returns to its usual occurrences. Frank will still live next door to me with his two kids, Jamie and Stephanie. I will attend work with people who attempted to kill me hours prior like nothing happened.

Shit, I have twenty-nine days to prepare a safe house or a bunker before I stand alone against the army. Unless I can invent time travel in that time and don’t exist on this day each month. I could try running and hiding in other states, but I don’t like my chances for that either. Bunkering down is the way to go, not like I have much of a choice.

I work my ass off each day. I don’t enjoy working as a lawyer, but I’m going to have to save up a lot to buy the materials I need to build a bunker without anyone knowing the location of it. Need to have food and water, dig the hole, pave the walls inside, and ensure it is hidden. I don’t have a lot of time. If, keyword, if I survive this month, I will have to figure out an escape route. If they come for me this month and find my location, they will rip me into pieces of the revolting monsters they are. Stay safe first, and research my options to move states. Work hard during the day, and work harder at night so I can pull this off.