Minsu ducked behind a rack of merchandise and yelped. How had his kindly boss, the lovable Mr. Tate, transformed into some hideous creature? "Guess my next paycheck isn't coming any time soon..." He muttered. Suddenly, he noticed another girl standing near the door. Was she a zombie too? No, she looked normal. He sighed in relief.

Minsu looked at Celeste. "He's probably dead now... or at least unconscious... You're right. We should get going. We can head to my car, it has some weapons and it's probably safer right now." He motioned to the other girl. "Are you coming too?"

Leon had come back with the first-aid kit and had bandaged up Maria's leg and cleaned the wound. "You should be fine for now luckily it wasn't too deep." Maria gave him a small grin and thanked him before laying fully across the couch.

"I've got one hell of a migraine now." Maria muttered softly.

Leon gave her a cocky grin. "Unfortunately I think we used all the painkillers after Voight's birthday last week." Everybody at the station had gotten real drunk that night. "I got you though. After I go check on Voight I'll swing by the pharmacy." She nodded so he got up and heading outside. He thought it was strange the others weren't back yet, if the fire was as small as he was told they should've returned already. He was out of the street in front of the fire station but had seen no clue of Voight or Maria's biter. "Maybe he took her down to the station himself." The station wasn't that far after all, maybe he just didn't feel like wasting the time making the phone call? He couldn't help but notice the street was really quiet for this time of day. Only a few slow people shuffling about on the sidewalk across from him.

Lee was still enjoying his chips and soda as he flicked through the different TV channels. He was just about to bring his soda can to his lips until he he heard an unearthly scream coming from out side. Usually Lee would just ignore it, assuming it was just some stupid kids playing out side, but with the warning to stay inside due to the Ebola outbreak, who would let there children out.
Lee grabbed his father's rifle and opened the blinds that over looked his lawn. Unable to see anything, Lee quietly open his front door and snuck onto his lawn. Before Lee could register what was going on, Lee heard his man being screamed. "LEE!!!", it called. On his parents drive way was his mother and father's parked car. On the hood was his mother, who's throat was being eaten out by his father. Lee's mother held her hand out towards him as he watched her throat torn out if there neck by his father and eaten. As his mother convulsed and coughed blood, his father turned towards him. With a snarl he sprinted toward Lee. He wasted no time running away into his parents home and shaking the door shut. Seconds later his father was beating in the door like a maniac. Lee grabbed a recliner and jammed it onto the door, blocking it so his hungry father could not get in. Lee sat on his couch exasperated and shocked, "What the hell just happened."

Matthew finally reached the firehouse after what what seemed like hours of trying to avoid any and everyone on the street. To his surprise it had gotten extremely quiet, in fact it was too quiet. Not to long ago he had been hearing screaming outside of his door, and now it seemed like the town had died, not to mention the town the town looked deserted save for a few people limping down the street. Whatever was going on he did not have time to think about it right now, the important thing was getting help, and maybe some answers. The man banged on the door as hard as he could to hopefully get anyone's attention without noticing the unwanted attention he was attracting. The people limping heard the banging and started moving to where he was.

"Yeah, considering I've got no where to go and shitty nurse clothes. Also, wouldn't be considered a zombie if someone who'd been in a coma for seven years was thought dead?" Ellie said, thinking.

Leon was confused by the banging he could hear coming from the the side of the station. Since he was already outside he went alongside the building until he saw the dude banging on the station door. "Hey guy calm down. Why you banging on the door like that?" He was too focused to notice any of the limping people moving towards them.

Celeste looks between the two people she had picked up, still completely freaking out that she just murdered a man. She tried to brush it off and keep a calm head. Her natural instincts as a leader were showing through, but in had really taken a toll on her already. Her heart was beating at a very high speed, her muscles were tense, and her arm was shaking as it wielded her ice axe. Yet her face remained calm. "Alright whether you are with me or not. Let's go! I have no idea what happened yet, I think it is the Ebola so don't get bit or inhale the body fluids." She puts up her bandana as she walks slowly outside the store. "On me, move fast and they wont catch us. Hopefully one of you is packing enough heat to help me out." She slowly started walking outside the automated doors with her axe raised, hoping Ellie and Minsu would come with her.

"Yeah I hope so too..." Said Minsu nervously, following Celeste. As he passed a shelf, he quickly grabbed latex gloves and a mouth mask, opening the packages and handing some to both girls. "The disease must have mutated somehow, so who knows how it's even spread. We should wear these just in case."

They finally exited the pharmacy and for the first time, Minsu noticed how odd everything looked. It did not yet look like the post-apocalyptic zombie ridden world he had seen in movies; it was just quiet. And empty. Except for the faraway screams that occasionally chimed in, like demented songs in the evening sky.

Ellie shrugged, putting on the mask and following them outside. "I'm Ellie, by the way." she said through her mask.

"Oh thank god!, look I just saw a person being eaten by another person" Matt tried to remain calm about the situation, but the image that was burned in his brain kept him in a state of panic as it would anyone. It was not every day that you see someone feasting on the entrails of a human being let alone looking pale and making low growling noises, and the fact that the person had a dead glare on their face didn't help the situation. "What's going on by the way, why is the town so quiet"