Mudvayne_Eternal
02-01-2009, 11:34 PM
[SIZE="2"][SIZE="3"]UHM: Survivors Unite
Chapter 1
UHM: Survivors Unite
Chapter 1
I cannot remember how it started. It spread so fast that no one even had a chance to think about containment. We, the ones who feared that this day would come, the horror fiends, were the only ones who knew what to do. The one they called the Fright Master ran a social network of horror fiends nationwide called UHM. He had sent out a broadcast to all the survivors that there was safe haven in Texas where he was located and hadn’t been heard from in 24 hours. He had built an underground shelter in case the day a zombie apocalypse occurred and thank God he did.
The only problem now was that Fright was MIA. I had to hold on to the possibility that he was still alive. I set out to find other UHMians as the undead outnumbered the survivors. I had to move quick and under the radar. They call me mud; we go by handles as real names are no longer important. I have a lead on two UHM members and am heading to Philadelphia to seek out Sic.He has became a good friend and he is closest to me locality wise and he has weapons. I can make it there in a day if I drive straight through. The undead roam the streets, and main cities are overrun. I stick to back roads and make it to Philly.
Georgia was nothing compared to this. It seems as the infection had began up north and had tapered off into the south because the numbers here are immense.I find the address that was given out in Fright’s final broadcast…......and a gunshot rings out as I approach. I see a hoard, about twenty or so trying to break in to this boarded up house. I think I have found Sic…….and he’s in trouble. I know I have to act fast; I reach in the back seat for the shotgun. I let off a shot into the air and the hoard turns. My way. “Come get me you flesh craving fuckers!” I start dropping them left and right. They seem to be multiplying in numbers! I empty the shotgun and pull out the pistols. Just then, I see the door fling open on the house.
It’s Sic! He’s alive and armed to the teeth. I make myself known by calling out to him.
Mud: It’s me Mud!” I yell.
Sic: Hit the ground! I roll over the hood of the Camaro and hit the asphalt. Sic unloads with everything he has to give. The zombies lay in pieces and we have avoided any bites or contact with the fleshies.
Sic: What the hell happened to everyone?”
Mud:”I don’t fucking know, but I intend to find out! Fright says there are norms in Texas. He claims to have refuge and I’m rounding up survivors, you in?
Sic: I’m game, help me load these weapons and we can get the hell out of here!
Mud: Everyone is gone…Everyone I loved, everyone I knew, there all zombies!
Sic: Yeah I know same here. I come down for breakfast this morning only to find out I was the breakfast! My mom and dad are in pieces back there! try having the fact that you killed your parents on your conscience and try and sleep at night.
Mud: I am truly sorry, but we have more things to worry about. Why the hell didn’t we turn like the rest? Why are we so special?
Sic: This is very disturbing. We watched these movies all our life and never once thought about what would happen if this really occurred.Whats our next stop?
Mud: umm I have an address for a UHM member in New York they call IPod. She’s supposed to be handy with a blade and we need any survivors we can get. We should be ok as long as we stick to the back roads, but if we don’t find gas soon were going to be walking to New York. Look there’s a gas station! Pull over! I got to take a piss, top off the tank and I’ll see if I can salvage anything from the store.
Sic: Gotcha! Watch your back in there mud!
Mud: Don’t worry, I will (I find food and drinks in the station and turn to leave the store)…There’s only one problem, there’s two fleshies standing at the only way out, and I left my gun in the car….
Chapter 1
UHM: Survivors Unite
Chapter 1
I cannot remember how it started. It spread so fast that no one even had a chance to think about containment. We, the ones who feared that this day would come, the horror fiends, were the only ones who knew what to do. The one they called the Fright Master ran a social network of horror fiends nationwide called UHM. He had sent out a broadcast to all the survivors that there was safe haven in Texas where he was located and hadn’t been heard from in 24 hours. He had built an underground shelter in case the day a zombie apocalypse occurred and thank God he did.
The only problem now was that Fright was MIA. I had to hold on to the possibility that he was still alive. I set out to find other UHMians as the undead outnumbered the survivors. I had to move quick and under the radar. They call me mud; we go by handles as real names are no longer important. I have a lead on two UHM members and am heading to Philadelphia to seek out Sic.He has became a good friend and he is closest to me locality wise and he has weapons. I can make it there in a day if I drive straight through. The undead roam the streets, and main cities are overrun. I stick to back roads and make it to Philly.
Georgia was nothing compared to this. It seems as the infection had began up north and had tapered off into the south because the numbers here are immense.I find the address that was given out in Fright’s final broadcast…......and a gunshot rings out as I approach. I see a hoard, about twenty or so trying to break in to this boarded up house. I think I have found Sic…….and he’s in trouble. I know I have to act fast; I reach in the back seat for the shotgun. I let off a shot into the air and the hoard turns. My way. “Come get me you flesh craving fuckers!” I start dropping them left and right. They seem to be multiplying in numbers! I empty the shotgun and pull out the pistols. Just then, I see the door fling open on the house.
It’s Sic! He’s alive and armed to the teeth. I make myself known by calling out to him.
Mud: It’s me Mud!” I yell.
Sic: Hit the ground! I roll over the hood of the Camaro and hit the asphalt. Sic unloads with everything he has to give. The zombies lay in pieces and we have avoided any bites or contact with the fleshies.
Sic: What the hell happened to everyone?”
Mud:”I don’t fucking know, but I intend to find out! Fright says there are norms in Texas. He claims to have refuge and I’m rounding up survivors, you in?
Sic: I’m game, help me load these weapons and we can get the hell out of here!
Mud: Everyone is gone…Everyone I loved, everyone I knew, there all zombies!
Sic: Yeah I know same here. I come down for breakfast this morning only to find out I was the breakfast! My mom and dad are in pieces back there! try having the fact that you killed your parents on your conscience and try and sleep at night.
Mud: I am truly sorry, but we have more things to worry about. Why the hell didn’t we turn like the rest? Why are we so special?
Sic: This is very disturbing. We watched these movies all our life and never once thought about what would happen if this really occurred.Whats our next stop?
Mud: umm I have an address for a UHM member in New York they call IPod. She’s supposed to be handy with a blade and we need any survivors we can get. We should be ok as long as we stick to the back roads, but if we don’t find gas soon were going to be walking to New York. Look there’s a gas station! Pull over! I got to take a piss, top off the tank and I’ll see if I can salvage anything from the store.
Sic: Gotcha! Watch your back in there mud!
Mud: Don’t worry, I will (I find food and drinks in the station and turn to leave the store)…There’s only one problem, there’s two fleshies standing at the only way out, and I left my gun in the car….