[ WP ] You wake up , still drunk , the morning after your first big college party . A zombie apocalypse happened overnight , but none of the zombies seem to be giving you any notice . You soon realize that the alcohol in your system does n't make them sense you are human ... .

What a night. I had spent my whole summer rushing a fraternity and it was the big night, the first night of college. I had finally moved into the house, and started meeting all of the members, and the other pledges. I had just finished putting my things away whenever a member came into my room and talked to me. 
 
 `` What's up pledge. Name is James, but everyone here calls me Flash.'' 
 
 I must admit, I was slightly taken back. Most of the members shrugged us pledges off like some sort of child asking for a handout. But James was different. I could immediately tell that he was genuinely happy that I was here, and wanted to someday be able to call him my brother. 
 
 We went through the motions, talking about where we come from and what type of things we like. At some points it was terribly awkward. James led quite an active night life, whereas me being the freshman I was, had never been to a college party before. He told me we would fix that. 
 
 Fast forward a few hours later, and I found myself in some house that was falling apart; walls covered in flags, letters all over the place, and the most enticing part of it all, sorority girls at every corner. I kept to myself for the most part, I was always shy growing up and I thought that joining this brotherhood would help me come out of my shell. 
 
 As the party went on, the more alcohol I consumed. Some of the other pledges were too nervous to drink, but I figured that I should push my boundaries. After all, what's the worst that could happen? 
 
 As with most parties, there were many people who decided not to drink. This was our welcoming party, the wake up call for us freshmen. As I stumbled around I noticed many members just stayed with the ladies, keeping them company and pumping drinks into them, maybe hoping to get lucky. Whatever, it was n't my business. Realistically, my freshman awkwardness was not prepared for the ladies. 
 
 Time went by, I am not totally sure how much, but eventually someone called for a designated driver and I went back to the house. As we were driving back I noticed that there were a lot less people than I expected around the campus. I got very sick so I had the DD pull over and let me go puke. As I got out, a small group of guys stumbled past me, groaning and tripping all over the place. I chuckled to myself, thinking they must have had a great night. 
 
 I ca n't remember much of the rest of that night, I definitely blacked out. Alcohol was a fairly new thing to me back then, and I certainly did not know my limits. I can faintly remember laying in bed, possibly around 3 A.M., hearing terrible amounts of yelling. Assuming my pledge brothers and members had just gotten back, I figured they were just drunk out of their minds and did n't think anything of it. 
 
 I woke up around 10 A.M. with a splitting headache and a obnoxious thirst. I thought I might go to the dining hall, get a drink and catch up with everyone and see what I missed out on. What I saw next is without a doubt one of the most haunting things I had ever seen. 
 
 I opened my door and was met with a stench that could knock a pig over, it hit my like a wall. 
 `` Someone must have shit themselves'' I laughed to myself. 
 As I ventured down the hall I noticed my shoes were getting wet. I looked down, and saw the pool of blood running out of my suitemate's door. Panicking, I started banging on his door, and eventually just started throwing my body at it until it broke the latch. 
 
 My suitemate was laying on the ground, with his chest opened up. His ribs were jutting out in each direction, and kneeling above him, was Flash. His eyes were so.... empty. I cried out and slammed the door, trying to slap myself and wake myself up out of this nightmare I had ventured into. As I leaned against the door, I was met with harsh banging. My guess is, the slamming of the door was loud enough to get his attention. 
 
 I ran down the hall and down the stairs, trying to find anybody I could talk to. Most people were still in their rooms, past out from the night before. But the members who decided to let the pledges have their fun and just sat and watched.... They were awake. Stumbling all over the dining room, living room, and everywhere else in the house. I was met by the same, empty gaze that I saw in Flash's eyes. But they did n't seem to notice me. Instead they would just drag their feet around, stalking the halls waiting for someone to come out. 
 
 One of my pledge brothers, Nathan, was not as lucky. His dad was a pastor, and he was too nervous to drink that night. He was smart enough to close his door before he went to bed, but he was met with the same experience I had. 
 
 I heard yelling. Lots and lots of yelling. I ran as fast as I could, but by the time I got to him, it was too late. The members had pinned him down, and were tearing him apart with their bare hands and their teeth. I have never heard such horrible sounds come out of a person before. Similar to the sound a dog would make after getting hurt, instead of screaming, he just accepted his fate. The sounds he made.... pure agony. But not loud, more like defeated. Scared for my life, I ran for my car in the parking lot. 
 
 As I turned on the car, I was met with an emergency broadcast over the radio. The same kind that the national weather service uses to broadcast severe weather information. Only this time, after the harsh tones, I was met with a message that sent chills down my spine. 
 
 `` The United States is in a state of emergency. A virus has been spreading across the nation. Do not make contact with anyone. Stay inside and lock all doors and windows.'' 
 
 The message droned on and on, but I had stopped listening. Suddenly I put it all together. Nathan had n't been drinking last night, and neither was James. 
 
 I am writing this from the safety of my car, sipping on some fireball. If anybody is out there reading this, I need help.
