[ WP ] You were the last human on earth after the zombie apocalypse destroyed civilization . One day , you finally get infected by a zombie , but after turning , you realize what you 've been missing out on .

My hand trembles as I take a step back. I had suceeded in barring the door. Through it the grunts and moans, the scratching and the other noises, sickening to the bone, are still clear to hear. 
 Everything had started so promising, their little group of people, a shelter here and there and only once in a while one of them had been around. Until now. I take a deep breath and take my backpack off, rummaging through it in search of my medicine. A loud retching sound from the other side of the door disturbs me and I stand still for a moment remembering Annas face. Between the sadness and resolution welling up in me there is something else... 
 Hastily I bend to the side retching noisily, shaking with disgust and tears. As I empty what seems to be everything I have ever eaten on the floor I loose track of time. It is way to late when I notice that there are no more moaning or scratching sounds outside. 
 Cursing I bend back to my belongings in search for the needle. There! Here it is. The promising peace. I take it out of the covering. My hands are still trembling as I try to stick it into my arm. If I could only find the right-... 
 A loud bang. Behind me. The floor. I'm falling. 
 
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 > Blackness. Warmth. Peace. Not you. We. So beautiful. Let go.... < 
 No! > You are now with us. < It vibrates inside my head. > You belong with us. < I am dead? > No. Better. With us. Community. < But... > No but! < It is louder. More intense. Angry? > With us! We care! You belong. Peace. < Overwhelming. > Yes.... With us.... We are... hungry... < 
 
 
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 Pardon my formatting and spelling as I write from my mobile phone./ 
 And pardon my grammar and speech because english is not my native language ^^'. 
 
 I always thought about Zombies in a kind of beehive way so...: )
