Day 1
15 minutes before the outbreakA black
Dodge Ram 1500 4x4 truck was sitting parked outside of a bank. There were five people inside, preparing themselves for a heist at the bank. Chris was sitting on the passenger seat, with his head and his right hand sticking out through the window. He was looking into the side view mirror as he took another smoke from the cigarette he had in his hand then quickly blew out the smoke.
"Look at them, swarming around like bees in a hive, or ants in an anthill." He said looking at all the people around him and in the cars from the street.
"Going through their boring and monotonous lives each and every day. Home and work, work and home." He continued as he smiled and took another smoke.
"I bet most of them have a boring spouse back home and some really annoying kids. They probably don't even remember when's the last time they had some fun." He said as he chuckled, threw away the cigarette stub and raised the window.
Chris's younger brother,
Joe, who was also the getaway driver looks at him. "Bro, it's time." He said with a serious tone. Chris looks at him then at his watch and confirms.
"Alright you guys, let's sincronize our watches." He said as everyone did what he said.
"Now we'll go through the plan one more time. Joe, you stay outside with the truck and no matter what happends always keep the engine running. You three are coming with me inside. And remember, never use your real names. I'm Eagle 1, Joe here is Eagle 2, you're Eagle 3, you're Eagle 4 and you are 5. Joe, after we get the money you drive us back to the safe house. There we'll split the money and dissapear from this country. Alright? Now cover your heads and let's move." Said Chris as he wrapped his hair in a bun and covered his head with a ski mask. After the others did the same, everybody except Joe get out of the truck and run inside the bank.
Once inside the bank one of the men closed the door and they all drew out their guns.
"ALRIGHT EVERYBODY GET ON THE GROUND, ON THE GROUND NOW, ON YOUR KNEES AND WITH YOUR HANDS ON THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD." Shouted Chris as he pointed his Ruger GP-100 revolver at everyone. The few guards were taken by surprise and didn't had time to react. The peace and quiet from the bank quickly turned into chaos as people started screaming in terror and doing exactly what Chris said.
"Okay, I want the guards to take off any weapons they might have and throw them away." Said Chris as the guards complied.
"I also want all the employees to get away from the desks and come here and sit with the customers." He continued as he lowered his revolver and went to one of his men.
"Eagle 4, I want you to go to the security room and turn off all the surveillance cameras. After you've done that destroy all the tapes. And if you happen to see any guards in there kill them. They'll probably try to stop you anyway." Said Chris as his man complied and ran too the security room.
Silence occured as Chris and his other two men were waiting for the camreras to be turned off. The only thing that could be heard was the crying of some women. Then the sound of two gunshots broke the silence. Chris grabbed his radio.
"Eagle 4 this is Eagle 1 can you hear me? Eagle 4 this is Eagle 1 CAN YOU HEAR ME!" Asked Chris through the radio but wit no answer. "What's the matter? Problems in paradise?" Asked one of the guards boldly! Angered Chris pointed his revolver towards him and shot him in his left leg as the man collapsed on the ground screaming in pain.
"Anybody else got any smart things to say?" Asked Chris pointing his revolver upward as silence combined with crying once again occured. "Umm, sorry about the delay Eagle 1. There was a guard here and I had to kill him. The cameras are off. We should be safe now. I'll proceed to destryoing the tapes."
"Good job Eagle 4." Responded Chris as he put his radio away and took off his ski mask with the other two men doing the same.
"Now ladies and gentlemen, here's the deal. We are here to take all your hard earned money. And there's nothing any of you can do about it. Now who is gonna be kind enough to tell me where is the manager so he can give me access to the vault?" Chris's request was followed by utter silence.
"Alright! We'll do this differently then." He said as he grabbed the guard he wounded from the ground and dragged him towards him.
"We're gonna play a little game called russian roulette." He said as he emptied his revolver.
"And it goes like this. You take one round, you put it in the cylinder, you spin the cylinder really fast, you close the cylinder and in the end you cock the hammer and press the barrel against your head. Well in this case your head not mine." Said Chris as he did all those things and pressed the trigger which resulted in a
click.
"Congratulations, you survived round one. Now round two is the same except you add a 2nd round in the cylinder." Said Chris as he added the 2nd round and as he was spinning the cylinder an elderly man, in a suit rised up on his feet.
"Enough of this. You want the money? Just take it and leave." He said with a sad and desperate look on his face. Chris smiled and grabbed the manager as they both headed for the vault. Once there the manager opened it and Chris was left stunned by the site of all that money.
"Thank you Mr. Manager. Now why don't you stay in that corner over there and don't be a hero. Said Chris as he took the radio in his hand.
"Eagle 4 are you done yet?" "Yes Eagle 1, i'm heading to the main hall now."
"No! Come to the vault now! Help me gather the money." Said Chris as he took off his backpack, opened it, took two duffle bags from it and started filling them with money. Soon afterwards Eagle 4 came and started putting money in his backpack too. Not long after that though Chris heard multiple gunshots coming from the main hall where his other two men remained.
"Stay here!" He told Eagle 4 as he ran back to the main hall only to stumble upon a war scene with his two men shooting at the people from the bank who looked like they weren't human anymore.
Chris grabbed his revolver and loaded the rounds that he took out for the russian roulette game and started firing at the undead humans too. After consuming all the rounds, Chris took a speedloader and reloaded his revolver as he started hearing gunshots coming from the vault this time. He ran to the vault only to see his man on the ground bitten and nearly dead, next to the dead body of the manager who was all grey and pale. "He bit me!" Said Eagle 4 as he was choking in his own blood. In the meantime the gunshots down in the main hall stopped as Chris reluctantly shot his man in the head. In the video games he played, humans bit by zombies became one of them so he didn't want to take the risk.
"I'm sorry Frankie. Rest well!" He said looking down at his dead man. He then ran to the main hall and saw two undead biting off one of his dead men. With the revolver in hand, Chris pointed it at the two undead, shooting both of them in the head. Then he heard his younger brother shouting in the radio. "CHRIS! CHRIIIIS!" Scared and shocked Chris grabbed the radio.
"Are you okay bro?" "What's going on Chris? The whole city turned into hell. Humans became zombies, started killing each other! I'm scared man!"
"Just stay in the truck alright? And with the first chance you get you run to the bank."@Wick