[ PI ] You 're the lone survivor of a zombie apocalypse simply because zombies are n't interested in you .

I was bitten but not bad enough to bleed out still i knew i was done for, my veins where on fire and i was sweating like it was the middle of summer despite it being below freezing outside. I had to make it to my gun `` I refuse to wind up like everyone else.'' I said aloud, but it was too late. My legs gave out on me almost immediately and darkness took me. I dont know how long i was out but light slowly crept back into my mind `` i am alive?'' it was more of a question to myself than a statement, the pain in my shoulder and hunger in my belly quickly confirmed the reality of my situation. Sitting up I wearily looked around the cramped room i had taken refuge in, i was not alone. Standing a few feet away from me was the monster that bit me, towering over me yet it did not attack. the stench of it rotting flesh hung in the air like cheap perfume leaving a foul taste in my mouth with every breath causing my empty stomach to heave. As i began to gag it approached me sniffing the air and with a groan that almost sounded dissapointed it turned and shuffled away. I couldnt comprehend what had just happened, did that thing really just walk away... no it isnt possible i must be delirious. Climbing to my feet i lurched towards the doorway, peering into the hallway beyond i saw that it was full of them. Something told me they knew i was there yet they had no interest in me, `` i need to get out of here'' i told myself, back to the apt building where nick and amy where hiding out maybe they can help me make sense of this. 
 
 Stepping out into the hallway i spotted my pack, its contents spilled onto the floor, my canteen was there still full of the life saving liquid i had nearly died to gather. I was so damn thirsty i didnt even think about what i was doing, i bent down and began scooping everything up into my pack. The noise of my actions garnered the attention of all around me and yet they still ignored me... all with that very same dissatisfied grunt. I grabbed my canteen and drained it dry, by the gods i have never been so thirsty in my life, quickly i refilled and headed out into the street. 
 
 
 Just a note to any critics, I have never attempted to write any kind of fiction in my life... hell theze few paragraphs if you want to call them that took me nearly an hour. I love this sub and after months of lurking i decided to contribute what little i can. 
 
 Let the downvoting begin, lol. 
 
 Also i now have even more respect for writers, this shit is hard and tedious.
