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[EazyBoven]

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March 5th, 2019; BREAKING NEWS! interrupted the regularly scheduled program to reveal a panicked looking Oval Office. The President, who for once looked genuinely concerned about the state of his now-rapidly declining country, paused a moment before opening his mouth.

"It has come to my attention that a good majority of this country has fallen to a deadly, horrific virus of some sort.
The origin of this illness remains unknown and currently, the virus is still highly contagious and spreading. He stammered-glancing down at his folded, almost shaky hands.

Signs of infection may include-but are not limited to-fever, hallucinations, increase in appetite, seizures, involuntary muscle movements, erratic irritability, foaming at the mouth and confusion. Recent events have also sparked a number of witnesses coming forward in utter terror describing seeing almost "un-human" or "mutant-like" beings. These beings are said to have bulging, glazed over eyes-as if they are blind, as well as thinning, balding, scab-patched heads that accompany their reportedly razor sharp rotting teeth.

I strongly advise everyone to stay inside their homes and away from any water and/or food until it is clear what is going on. I will be back on broadcast once I know more confirmed and true information. Until then America, have hope this is not what it seems and hold your loved ones close. We are doing everything we can." The President cautioned before ending the LIVE nationwide broadcast.

It's been almost 24 hours now; still no word from the President, everyone is still inside-who knows whether they've eaten or drank yet, or if they are starving and dehydrated. Hell, maybe the neighbors have already become those "things" the President described on the TV. Regardless, it's doubtful anyone will hear "what is going on" from the government before whatever this is gets out of hand. Only question is, who's going to make it out alive? And how?

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[EazyBoven]

Kaycee Smith
3 days. A whole 72 hours has passed since the President's LIVE broadcast came on. Since then, no word on what's going on or what is being done to contain the situation at hand has been received. The public was informed not to eat or drink anything on the idea this "illness" may be food, or water, borne but following those instructions would have killed everyone by now. Kaycee's mind continued to rapidly race while she thought over the facts of the real-life nightmare that was occurring. She had seen all the "end of the world" movies; they always resulted in the world being consumed by some outrageous natural disaster, or even better, a virus outbreak that turns people into zombies. As far as she was concerned, this was definitely not a movie and surviving would turn out to be a lot more difficult than how it's portrayed in Hollywood.
Looking out her window hadn't even crossed Kaycee's fearful mind. She was too scared to face the reality of the world that was constantly changing just outside her door. But now, it had been 3 days-and Kaycee was starting to get restless, as well as curious. It began taking a lot out of her to not peek out the satin barrier that stood between her and the clear glass. Silently preparing herself for what she might see, Kaycee gently pulled back the window curtains and peered out into the streets of her apartment complex. Nothing too out of the ordinary..Kaycee thought before placing her eyes upon a figure that was no more than 15 feet away. She could see the silhouette of a woman, about her same height and build, banging on the entrance to her building. A twinge in the back of Kaycee's mind almost guilted her into unlocking her own door and helping this woman-but she knew better.
As much as she wanted to help this woman, Kaycee wasn't ready to put her own life on the line for it. She didn't know this woman and for all she knew, they could be infected like they said on the TV. When it was working, at least. In attempt to calm herself, Kaycee checked the locks on her door once again before taking a seat on her worn out sofa. She was more than determined to wait this thing out until she heard word from the government, or at least her own family. Were they even still alive? The small thought sent a jolt through Kaycee's mind and body. It was a hard-hitting question, but rightfully so. Was anyone she knew, or had ever known, still alive? Or was this truly the end as she knew it?

 

[ZuluSlayer]

"Wodan!"

The hammer fell straight down, crushing the model bones with ease. The third day had passed since the President had issued his statement. The usually busy streets of New York quieted down till only birds and the occasional wanderer were out. This was most unusual, even if the world was panicking. The warehouse Wilhelm Wagner lived in reflected the faith and lifestyle of his ancestors that he had so fervently embraced. Isolated in an old industrial zone, it was once filled with all sorts of good. When he first moved in, it was nigh empty, aside from oil drums and an old room, raised above the rest of the warehouse. But now, Wilhelm had stashed stolen goods and legally acquired gear all throughout it, and fortified many parts of it to make it difficult to breach. He lived off the land and the city, much like the infamous Suebi raiders that crossed the Rhine centuries ago.