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Character Profile : Agent Kelly Smith - Age 28 - Working for the CIA's Upper Class Division out of Chicago.
5 hours since the outbreak was released... "Damned fuckers! I told them not to release that virus! Now we're all screwed!" Agent Roberts screamed as he put the gun to his head.
"No, don't do it! I'm going to need you!" I ordered him.
He smirked. "Sorry ma'am, there's no other choice.." He put his mouth around the gun and pulled the trigger before I had a chance to stop him.
"Fuck...Roberts.." I muttered as I looked to his brains scattered about the wall behind his corpse. He was my second in command and right hand man. No one could handle hard situations better than he could. But this outbreak has proven to be too much for a lot of people. Director Shepherd pulled a gun to his head after having to execute the President and First Lady. Somehow the virus had infected a secret service agent and that person turned in the bunker beneath the White House, biting everyone in sight with great speed and agility. My boss had killed everyone in the bunker before sending out a Tweet on the lines that only the Government had access to.
*The President has been executed. The world is in panic mode. All national cities in lockdown and falling fast. World capitals have fallen as well. May God have mercy on us.*
Nothing else has been heard from there since. The virus has spread faster than anyone could have imagined. It has truly turned into hell on Earth. Several scientists and the FDA and CDC, even WHO had said to not test the virus on living beings. But the President had ordered it to be done -- even the U.N. seconded the motion. By yesterday, the virus samples had been handed out in all the major countries of the world. Within hours, everything had gone to shit and it was out of control. No one had a hand on it. It was too powerful. A virus made to cause people to die, only to be brought back to life as corpses. It was meant as a weapon against the North Koreans and Iranians, but even they got their hands on it and they went down in two hours at last notice.
Even now, I'm gathering ammunition and loading my guns. I've got to get out of the city, but every street is deadlocked and the 'zombies' are quickly taking over the living.
I headed out the door of the office only to be stopped in my tracks by one of the infected. It's the hot dog salesman from down the street. "Fuck Jim...I'm sorry.." I pulled the trigger as the bullet blasted through his brain and his body collapsed on the floor. I ran out the door and looked for a vehicle. But that wouldn't work. The fucking street was littered with cars.
"Fuck! What the hell am I to do?" Bang, bang. "Gunshots?" I looked in the direction of where the noise was coming from. I ran towards the gunshots, shooting zombies on my way until I came within 20 feet of the man. He was known in town for holding anti-government rallies. "You?!" I exclaimed.
Character Profile : Agent Kelly Smith - Age 28 - Working for the CIA's Upper Class Division out of Chicago.
5 hours since the outbreak was released... "Damned fuckers! I told them not to release that virus! Now we're all screwed!" Agent Roberts screamed as he put the gun to his head.
"No, don't do it! I'm going to need you!" I ordered him.
He smirked. "Sorry ma'am, there's no other choice.." He put his mouth around the gun and pulled the trigger before I had a chance to stop him.
"Fuck...Roberts.." I muttered as I looked to his brains scattered about the wall behind his corpse. He was my second in command and right hand man. No one could handle hard situations better than he could. But this outbreak has proven to be too much for a lot of people. Director Shepherd pulled a gun to his head after having to execute the President and First Lady. Somehow the virus had infected a secret service agent and that person turned in the bunker beneath the White House, biting everyone in sight with great speed and agility. My boss had killed everyone in the bunker before sending out a Tweet on the lines that only the Government had access to.
*The President has been executed. The world is in panic mode. All national cities in lockdown and falling fast. World capitals have fallen as well. May God have mercy on us.*
Nothing else has been heard from there since. The virus has spread faster than anyone could have imagined. It has truly turned into hell on Earth. Several scientists and the FDA and CDC, even WHO had said to not test the virus on living beings. But the President had ordered it to be done -- even the U.N. seconded the motion. By yesterday, the virus samples had been handed out in all the major countries of the world. Within hours, everything had gone to shit and it was out of control. No one had a hand on it. It was too powerful. A virus made to cause people to die, only to be brought back to life as corpses. It was meant as a weapon against the North Koreans and Iranians, but even they got their hands on it and they went down in two hours at last notice.
Even now, I'm gathering ammunition and loading my guns. I've got to get out of the city, but every street is deadlocked and the 'zombies' are quickly taking over the living.
I headed out the door of the office only to be stopped in my tracks by one of the infected. It's the hot dog salesman from down the street. "Fuck Jim...I'm sorry.." I pulled the trigger as the bullet blasted through his brain and his body collapsed on the floor. I ran out the door and looked for a vehicle. But that wouldn't work. The fucking street was littered with cars.
"Fuck! What the hell am I to do?" Bang, bang. "Gunshots?" I looked in the direction of where the noise was coming from. I ran towards the gunshots, shooting zombies on my way until I came within 20 feet of the man. He was known in town for holding anti-government rallies. "You?!" I exclaimed.
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