User:Carfan7/The Final Days
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This story is part of the Malton Chronicles. This story is fan-made, and is not officially part of any background history for Urban Dead. |
The Final Days
By: Carfan7
Get up... November 16, 2008
"I think they're coming!!!"
Jack looked up from the sleeping quarters set up in the corner of the warehouse.
"Everyone who isn't busy is needed at the barricades!!!"
George was the leader of the group of survivors. The group had only 10 members left, they used to have 40. Out of the ten were Jack - An mechanic, George - A librarian, Tom - A local police officer, Lucy - A nurse, Kevin - A security guard, Roger - A carpenter, Shelly - A soccer player, Jon - A Necrotech scientist, Donald - A real estate agent, and Ken - A commercial airplane pilot.
"You lazy fuckers! Get the fuck out of your beds!!! They can come at anytime and with your attitudes it's like you pricks don't even fuckin' care!!!"
A few weeks ago... October 2, 2008
The attacks had been constantly happening, the whole east side of Malton had been wiped out, the remaining survivors that managed to get out of the attacks had been pushed back to the western suburbs.
Instead of them stumbling around mindlessly it seemed that they started working together. The survivors had been pushed back into a four suburb square consisting of Peddlesden Village, Chudleyton, Dunell Hills and West Becktown. Only a few hundred of them remained, the cannibals outnumbering them by the thousands. The survivors had been backed into a corner.
Barricades... November 16, 2008
Jack got up from his bed quickly to help reinforce the barricades. The warehouse was three stories in height with only windows near the roof of the building. The only exit out of the warehouse was through the windows, which were inaccessible unless there was a ladder present. To get back into the warehouse the person outside would have to fire a flare, which was when another survivor inside would lower a rope ladder down through the windows. The barricades were looking strong. The survivors had been taking turns stocking up rations, water and ammo during the few weeks that they had first been pushed back into this suburb of Dunell Hills. They now had enough weapons, ammo and food to survive for months. They expected an attack today so they barricades had to be especially strong. Shelly, Donald, Jon, and Ken had gone out a few hours ago for more rations and ammo. They would be back soon.
Bad news... November 17, 2008
A day passed and the group in charge of the recent supply run had still not returned. George looked worried. Finally, later in the day Lucy saw a flare in the sky.
"FLAREEEE!!!" She yelled.
Jack quickly ran up the wooden ladder and lowered the rope ladder. A few minutes later a shape emerged on the ladder. It was Jon - he was the only one that came back, he was panting, his hair was matted with dirt and he arm had been bleeding.
"What the fuck happened out there?!" George demanded answers and interrogated the panicked scientist.
"They ambushed us... The cannibals." Jon replied silently.
"What happened?!!!" George demanded.
"It all happened when we were at Caiger Mall..." Jon started.
Caiger Mall... November 16, 2008
Not finished... More to come.
