It's been several weeks since all of this happened. Nobody could have seen it coming.The viral outbreak started its course in the Far East. It was kept under wraps for a long time, until containing the secret was no longer a reasonable possibility. Research into a virus intended for biological warfare had begun, with test subjects recruited through online surveys that catered toward the financially desperate, supposedly through legitimate government sources. Though volunteers for the experimental drug had to sign NDAs before going through with the trial, the governments in those lands managed to secure thousands of desperate people to participate in the experiments.The ironic thing about all of this? Containment of the secret wasn't breached by a rogue volunteer. It was breached by horrifying creatures, some of which barely resembled their former human selves from within the facility.A research lab in a once-redacted location more than likely suffered a security breach, allowing one of those things to escape. That's what most of the world believes at this point, anyway. There aren't many people from those parts of the world who, firstly, know about the project and, secondly, are still alive to talk about it.Things very quickly got out of control. It took less than a week for the infection to spread like a flame from Hell. The undead now scavenge, stumble, and wander aimlessly in search of their next meal.There doesn't seem to be any reliable way to kill these things. Some rumors among emerging factions suggest that removing the head or directly destroying the brain can kill the freaks. You're unsure how true any of this is, though. It's been several weeks. Something seems different about the initial undead horde. They've mutated, and are now able to...>Run>Mimic sounds>Manipulate objectsAlso...>I'm a man>I'm a woman
>>6469113>Mimic sounds>I'm a man
>>6469113>Manipulate objects>I'm a man
You run your hand through your short, dark hair, trying to get a hold of yourself. The soothing brush of your hand massages your scalp, and a slight wave of relaxation can be felt around your temples. Your beard is a little unkempt; in times like these, you haven't had much chance to care for your appearance. If you had the chance to groom yourself a bit, you think you'd look quite a bit like your father with all this fuzz on your face now.Your pale hand withdraws from massaging your scalp, and your deep emerald-colored eyes focus on what's ahead of you. Your eyes are locked on the mom-and-pop convenience store across the street from your apartment. Outside, you can see an undead woman...>Trying to pull the door to the store open>Perfectly replicating the noise of another creature
>>6469136>Perfectly replicating the noise of another creature
To your most grim dismay you quickly realize that whatever humanity there may have still been to these monsters, the undead woman is replicating the noise of what sounds like a much younger girl."Is.. a-anyone.. home..?" it weakly asks the trashed door to the shop. It may not be perfect, but for the less informed bleeding hearts out there that may just be all it takes to trick someone. Despite the horror that's taken over and seemingly wiped away quite a large amount of the world there's one upside here.. you're electricity and water is still running, though just barely. When you turn on the sink now it sputters and makes quite a bit of noise, signs of the routine maintenance that was once conducted on your building not being done in a long time now. For the most part you've been passing your time rationing what food you do have and browsing different forum websites on your computer. They've been a huge help as a source of information with yourself frequently taking part in online discussions. You've managed to make some friends from doing this around various parts of the world and it seems like things are just as bad everywhere else as they are here. Hope is quickly running out. You're food supplies are beginning to get scarce and it's to your horror that you realize you will have to make the journey outside for supplies. Supply drops from the government have been happening far less frequently and radio broadcasts from any organized military groups have ceased entirely. Thankfully you're not completely helpless in this situation. At the very least with all this time you've had being locked up inside you've taken up quite the effort into researching and training..>Basic survival and wilderness skills>CQC abilities and gunmanship>Making various traps and sneaking around
>>6469164>Making various traps and sneaking aroundWe Home Alone now
>>6469164>>Making various traps and sneaking around
>>6469164>Basic survival and wilderness skills
Most of your free time has been spent learning the ins and outs of stealth camping, setting perimeters, and some fairly basic trap setting. Though you may not be anywhere near a pro level you're certainly competent at creating things like spike traps and a basic tripwire system to alert of, or distract enemies. It's suffice to say though that due to being cooped in your apartment since basically the beginning of all this, you're actually still very unsure of what it's like outside YOUR general area. It may come time to open your door and see it for yourself soon.You're not so bad at hiding your presence!Stealth ability: Fairly competentYour competency at crafting defensives has increased!You are now capable of building some basic perimeter alarms, spiked traps, and other potentials to gain the edge when outsideIt's suffice enough to say you've spent quite a lot of time on your computer since this all started. Hard to believe you managed even a few months with what little supplies you had. You sit on your computer and begin rummaging through files of saved forums you were in. Among them sits information about the undead as time had gone on, there's also some strange poster actually making familiar posts from a park near your area. They will post some of the less dressed, or completely nude undead and say weird things about them. Who the fuck would even willingly WANT to go outside in these conditions?Apparently another poster discovered if you manage to take their head clean off or do enough damage to the brain they stop. You're not able to know that for yourself, of course, but the posters proof is pretty substantial if there photo isn't altered.The time has come to prepare yourself to go outside for the first time in months! You've barely seen the outdoors yourself beyond the view offered to you by your unit. Occasionally you catch one of the zombies walking, and apparently now being able to structure different noises. You take a look at some of the various items you've prepared for this moment.Currently you have..Basic tripwire alarm kit x1 NOT FIELD TESTEDBasic spike trap x3 NOT FIELD TESTEDSpiked baseball bat x1You pack them into a bag and you look out the small fish eyed glass peephole of your apartment door. The hallway looks relatively clear.. from what you can see anyway.>It's time I need to jump ahead of this and secure more food somehow>I need to do more to prepare for all this.. now is not the time
>>6469500>It's time I need to jump ahead of this and secure more food somehowWe ball
>>6469500>It's time I need to jump ahead of this and secure more food somehow
>>6469500>>It's time I need to jump ahead of this and secure more food somehow
There's no time like the present. The smart thing would be to jump ahead of this whole issue and secure some more food and other resources so you don't have to worry about doing this for a while again. You pull the straps of your backpack with all your tricks stored inside up onto your shoulders before looking through the peephole in your door one last time. The hallway still looks clear from your point of view, even relatively clean still save for some obvious dust and grime that's been built up over the months. You take one deep breath, than two for solidarity and good measure, you got this.. right?You turn the handle of your apartment units door and open it, taking a step outside and looking around you. Things really don't seem too bad, maybe it's different on the ground floor here. You figure that most of the people here may have evacuated when the issue was first broadcasted by your government and news centers. With a shrug of your shoulders you figure that having a unit on the 8th floor of your building has advantages, this may be one of them. You thank whatever is listening that these things haven't discovered how to open doors yet, a chill crawls down your spine when you think of how much worse it may have been in this hallway."The lights to the hallway are still on.." you say to yourself, realizing that while power is slowly diminishing more than likely all across the city, your building still has lights flickering every now and than before going stable once more.Could this mean that maybe the elevators are still working? You quickly hustle down the quiet hallway and notice some paper notes nailed to a couple of doors to the units on your floor, you don't immediately make the time to read them, intent on seeing if there's an easy way down and you don't have to exhaust yourself going down eight flights of stairs. You make it to them, quick inspection reveals that one elevator is currently sitting in the basement that leads to the underground parking, another is nestled on the 1st floor. It seems like they're still operational.>Read the notes posted on the unit doors>Take the elevator down to the 1st floor>Take the elevator to the basement>Take the stairs, you feel paranoid about what might be waiting for you in the elevators
>>6469698>>Read the notes posted on the unit doors>Take the stairs, you feel paranoid about what might be waiting for you in the elevators
>>6469698>Take the stairs, you feel paranoid about what might be waiting for you in the elevators
You can never be a little too paranoid in this kind of situation. That's how you figure it is anyhow, opting to take the stairs instead. Anything can be in those elevators, sure your floor ain't so bad, the occasional wall damage is there though this apartment was never really great to begin with. The rent was real cheap and it seems that was the main draw for a lot of people here.On your way to the staircase you stop for a moment to read one of the notes posted on the door. Unit 812, only two units down from your own, 810. The note is damaged, it feels damp in some spots, somewhat fresh.. are those tear drops? You get closer and read it.Marissa,I'm sorry.. I wasn't the best version of myself for you and I'm sorry for never spending enough time with you. I love you, I always will! Even though I wasn't as present as I could've been sometimes I still have always loved you. Please, don't open this door. Max has been acting weird lately, at first I thought maybe he was just sick, but he ended up going crazy and bit me. Don't open this door, I don't want you to see whatever this becomes.THUMPYou step back from the door, something falls and makes some noise inside unit 812."Marissaaa..?"A haunting noise makes itself known as it calls out for the women on the note. Shuffling can continue to be heard faintly inside the unit."Mar.. issa?"The voice weakly calls out again. The inhuman tone of the voice is closer to the howl of a dogs than a humans.. You turn the knob of the unit door and realize it's unlocked! With a light push you could try and sneak in to find some supplies. That's entirely if there are any inside though, who knows what's waiting in there for you.
>>6470520>No it's too risky to go in there>Fuck it, it's right across from you what do you got to lose?
>>6470522>Fuck it, it's right across from you what do you got to lose?
Fuck it, it's basically a couple doors down from your own unit. What do you have to lose? That's the thought pervading your mind over this situation anyhow. There could be quite a bit of food and other resources inside, in all honesty you'd rather take your chances with one or two of those freaks whereas outside there's plenty more to deal with from the looks of things. You press the handle to the door down causing the bolt to release from it's slot in the wall and the door slowly parts open..>Roll a 1d20+1 to sneak inside>DC is 12
Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>6470998
