Zombie Apocalypse

@Kim Myungjun As usual, every Sundays, the small group would go out for supplies - food, clothes, medical equipment; anything essentials and useful that they could grab and fit into their bags. The group consisted of ten people at the moment. Ranging from a doctor to a twelve year old boy whom was found hiding in the attic of his house, his parents turned into the flesh eating monsters in the backyard. For someone who was scared of the living dead, Ricky always go along with four of his friends on a run for supplies. All of them were fit and fast runners. So far they had never encountered a horde of zombies, not even during their travels. Thank God. They were new to this part of town and was lucky to have made camp two blocks away from a convenience store. On their way to the store, there was a few zombies. Ricky's hands were still trembling whenever he faced and killed one. No matter how many times he killed them, he was still scared and he hated it. Sunmi knocked on the door gently as a way to see if there were any zombies inside. When there was none, she went inside first, followed by Ricky and the other three. They quickly went to fill their bags with food, water and other essentials quickly and quietly while Sunmi and Jun stand guard with their machetes. After the bag was full, Ricky handed it to Jun and went to fill another bag. They made sure to check on the shelf lives first because food poisoning was the least thing they wanted. Ricky went to the left far end side of the store where biscuits were placed. From the corner of his eyes, he could see a figure crouched behind a counter as if he was hiding. Slowly, Ricky turned his head around, gripping his machete and cleared his throat to get the young man's attention At first he thought it was a zombie but it didn't come for the noise and there wasn't any foul smell. Hopefully, the man wasn't a hostile.

@Kang Younghyun Ricky was fast asleep, smiling in his sleep as he dreamed of living in a nice house in the countryside with twenty cats. They would play in the backyard, watched tv together while Ricky knitted a sweater for one of his cat. What a simple life. However his simple, countryside life was disturbed by the loud, deafening sound of the fire alarm installed in the teacher's lounge. Thinking that it was just another fire drill, Ricky sighed and went over to the sink to wash his face. He didn't want to go to the assembly point but he had no choice. The others would look for him and he would surely be in trouble. Climbing down the stairs, he made his way towards the assembly point where the students and teachers had already gathered. Ricky stood by Mrs. Lee who seemed distraught. Taking a quick look at the other colleagues, a few of them were distraught as well. Odd. Maybe there was a fire after all. Before Ricky could ask what happened, the principal had spoken. "Fellow students, something bad has happened to a student and the nurse in the nurse's office." He paused as his voice began to tremble. So it wasn't a fire. "Don't worry we already called parents to pick you up. They will be here shortly." The students were talking among themselves, trying to figure out what's wrong.

"What happened?" Ricky asked the principal who was rubbing his shoulders with a look of distraught. "The kid... He was eating the nurse's arm." He whispered shakily.

"What?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. No doubt it's one of those things." He shivered. "Can't believe those things are actually real." Ricky knew what the principal was talking about. He couldn't believe it either.

@Ricky Kim It was funny how he could hear bloody screams from about a mile away, but thought perhaps someone opened up a haunted house just recently, so the voices didn't bother him as much. He decided to fasten his pace up a little, careful to not be too fast otherwise his boss would just make him do it all over again, and anyone in the right mind would never want that. Biking around is fun and all, especially since the pay is fairly high, but Younghyun just simply does not have the patience to deal with such punishment, not to mention him being the type to easily get bored of everything. As he distanced farther, he could hear the horrifying shrieks inching closer, almost as if whatever it is was actually coming for his damned life and the blonde almost turned the other way around but decided against it. What if someone was in need of help? He would never leave anyone who needed his aid, and so he proceeded to bike faster towards the voices.

@Kang Younghyun It wasn't that Ricky hated his job. No, he was just exhausted from marking the English exam papers all night and only managed to get three hours of sleep. Starting the day with a cranky mood, Ricky fixed himself a bowl of cereal and switched on the tv, watching the morning news. There was some sort of an outbreak in North Korea and Ricky only nodded, no comment on the situation and flipped through channel but he later switched the tv off since there was nothing on that could take his bad mood away. Ricky got on a bus as usual and got off fifteen minutes later in front of the school. His lesson started at eleven so maybe he could take a nap. So after putting the grades in the computer, Ricky went out of the office and strolled along the hallway, heading towards the teacher's lounge when suddenly he saw a sick kid leaning against the wall by the toilet. "Hey are you alright?" The kid looked up at him and shook his head. "I don't feel well." He said while touching his stomach. "Come on let's go the nurse's office." Ricky held the kid's hand and took him to the nurse's office. Once the kid was in the nurse's care, he went to the teacher's lounge and lay down on the comfortable couch.

@Ricky Kim The day started off with a phone call from google's headquarters, the secretary assigning him a new task to shoot the streets of seoul once again since there were a few minor changes to the roads a couple of weeks back, and google does not like to miss out on anything. and by anything, everyone meant anything. and so the latter hurried to pack his gears for the day, careful to not miss anything out. He also brought a handgun with him, being the huge dork he is, always "prepping an umbrella before it rains". the latter hummed his throughout the ride, the wind softly grazing his bangs back as the fresh feeling washed over him. he rode the yellow bike slowly and steadily, just enough motion for his camera to pick up its surroundings.