AltayThe times he spent in Turkey, was for nothing. He knew it. They told him that, in Western countries, people live a lot more better lives. Finally, he wanted to see it with his own eyes. And he chose... Chicago. Al Capone's City. Not the best desicion in his life.
He left his suitcase in the hotel room, and get out quickly to walk around city. At night... It was a great idea. He light a cigarette, and started walking while watching around. The street was empty, but not silent. He heard screams, and than some gunfire.
Robbery? Rape? Murder? he was trying to figure out the situation. He kept walking, to the end of street. He saw three abondoned cars, and two bodies lying on ground. And some blood...
Natural selection. Good. finally... Something happening for the sake of mankind. While smoking, he turned right to go to bar. He left the cars behind him.
Then he heard moaning behind him. Altay turned back to see what's going on. Two bodies on ground, was getting on their feet. They started walking to Altay.
I was waiting for a nuclear war, not for zombies... They kept walking, and Altay put a distance between himself and zombies. They were slow.
Easy targets. Wish I had a gun right now. Altay just sprinted, for few seconds. He reached the street of the bar. No need to waste time with walking corpses.
I hope I can take shower during zombie situation. Altay made his way out of the street. He threw end of the cigarette to road, than looked to the bar. He saw a man with beard, and a zombie walking to him. One person could handle two of these brainless zombies, but a horde of them... You need assault rifles, and machine guns... And some bombs.
Altay took his pocket knife in his hand. He yelled at the bearded guy:
"Hey, need some help?"@drewccapp 
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