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“My name is Rachel Takahashi. I’m an 18 year old student from Cincinnati, Ohio. Twenty eight days ago, life was normal. Twenty eight days later, the world has gone to shit.” I closed the video camera, as my eyes began to water. I was the last person that seemed to be alive in the entire city. We all knew this day was going to happen, we just didn’t realise how soon it was going to happen. There were reports on the news about cannibalistic attacks in the southern states, but nobody prepared. That was just the beginning of the zombie apocalypse. It’s hard to comprehend how fast this thing escalated. It was on the news one day, then the next it was in the streets outside. The disease spread like wildfire in a dry shrub land. Everyone I once knew were now those horrible things outside the door of my shelter. Thankfully though, they didn’t know I was in here. But then again I don’t think living people would know I was in here. People usually go to shopping malls, churches, taverns in search of refuge. Not me however, I’ve watched too many movies to know those places don’t work. I had found refuge in a small cosy slum off the main roads. However I was running out of food and quick as well as needing some fresh clothes. Up to this point I hadn’t ventured outside, I just stayed in the safety of the slum. To keep me sane, I would usually record videos of myself as well as thinking of home, which seemed to be so distant now. I would then think about Hokkaido, where my parents were from before moving to the States. I had only been there once as a child, but I knew that is where I belonged. I would then come back to this shithole that was reality. This was my home now. Sunlight began to creep in through the cracks between the boards. “Another night bites the dust,” I whispered to myself. Today would be the first day that I would go outside, with those things. I crawled over to the staircase, a slight draft blowing up my black mini skirt as I passed the bathroom door. Feeling the cold air against my ass cheeks and thighs was quite a shock. However I began to climb the stairs to look out of the landing window. As I sat looking out of the window, I adjusted my black lace thong. It seemed clear but then again they could easily be hidden by all the dumpsters in the back. No zombie in sight was good enough for me anyway. I crawled back down the stairs. I grabbed my baseball bat from the corner and tiptoed over to the door. I opened the door slowly and peeked my head out. It was clear but I could hear groaning and grunting nearby. With a deep breath, I set foot outside the door, quietly shutting it behind me. I began to tiptoe to the corner of the building, stepping lightly so that my heels didn’t make a noise. I peeped around the corner to see a group of zombies knelt down feasting. I quickly pulled my head back and covered my mouth. I felt like screaming. I began to move away from the corner, thankfully there was another way to the mall. I toddled over to the other alley, this one was clear. The main road was going to be a dangerous walk though. With another deep breath I took to the street. I swiftly walked Ankara bayan escort down the sidewalk trying to avoid any attention from the nearby groups. I knew if I got compromised, I’d have a difficult time outrunning them in my heels. I carried on walking, readying my bat in case one of them realised I wasn’t one of them. I could see the mall in front of me, but there were a ton of zombies in front of me. I watched each and every one of them as I strolled past, clenching the bat tightly. It wasn’t long before I was spotted. A group of them began to growl before starting to shuffle towards me. My stroll turned into a steady jog, as I jogged towards the mall, the crowd of zombies behind me increased vastly. Closer and closer the mall got to me, but this was only half of the challenge. I had to find a way inside first. I reached the parking lot with an army of flesh eating freaks tailing me. I had to lose them somehow, but how could I lose them in a wide open parking lot? I noticed a loading dock to the side of the complex. The question now was is the door going to be open. If it was, this would mean I wouldn’t have to ditch them instead just let them bang on the security door, which would be far easier than trying to enter through the main glass entrance. I quickly shifted directions to the dock. Luckily I had enough distance between me and the horde in case the door was locked. I began turning the door knob. It must have been the adrenaline that made me shocked when the door swung open. In a panic, I tripped whilst entering the building, leaving the door open. I started screaming as the bloodthirsty horde came shuffling to the door. I reached for the door knob but it was out of reach. I stretched ever so slightly as the horde came closer. I felt the steel knob in my hand, I had reached it. Quickly I slammed the door as I heard the undead crash into the other side. I sat against the wall of the loading bay, thinking how lucky I was to be alive and not a human happy meal. I then laughed as I got back to my feet. I started looking around for an entrance into the mall from here, which wasn’t very difficult. In fact I found it almost instantly. I used my standard precautions, check to see if the coast was clear, and then move. The mall was empty. It was actually a relief to see this. Nothing but the casual music and the echo of my heels on the marble floor could be heard. First of all, I headed to the clothes store as it was on the way to the food court anyway. I kept a close eye on my surroundings for any movement. I didn’t want to have come this far to be let down by not been vigilant. It was really strange walking through a deserted mall. If the world was still normal, it would have been packed. My eyes began to water once more, remembering what life was like before this happened. However I remained focus on my goals. I was here for clothes and food, the sobbing was for home. I had reached my first destination, the clothes store. I quickly entered and began making sure it was clear, I felt like some sort of soldier, making sure the entire vicinity Escort bayan Ankara was safe for me to get some fresh clothes. After clearing the store, I returned to the entrance to lower the shutters, just in case one of the friendly neighbourhood police officers came for me. The cage slammed against the floor, I was safe to browse the clothes. I immediately went over to the miniskirts. I didn’t want anything big to wear, it was summer after all. I began to strip down. I pulled my skirt down, before rudely been interrupted by a monstrous growl at the shutter. It was one of the security guards that worked here before. Realising that I was safe from him, I shrugged my shoulders and began removing my lace thong. “You like that little Asian pussy?” I teased. I moved closer to the shutter, making him more and more vicious. “Too bad, you aren’t getting it,” I said as I rubbed it slightly. I blew him a kiss before returning to the skirts. When I got there I began to giggle at what I had just done. This gave me more of an idea. I began to pull my pink tank top up, revealing a matching black bra to go with the thong. I then unclipped the bra letting it fall harmlessly to the pile of my clothes. The lights shone on my small, brown nipples as they hardened. I walked out of sight of the zombie to get a bench from the shoe section. I pushed the bench towards the shutter leaving it close enough that I was comfortable. I then went back to the pile of my clothes and slipped my heels back on. He was going ape shit at the shutter. “Calm down buddy, Rachel is going to make it all better,” I said seductively. I laid back on the bench and opened my legs as wide as I could. My hand slivered down my petite body to the strip of black hair on my mound. I playfully tapped on my skin before continuing. I started making circular motions with my hand on my clitoris. I rubbed it frantically, making myself moan and squirm all over the bench in front of him. I sucked on two of the fingers of my free hand before moving them down to aid in my masturbation. My fingers began to slide into my soft velvet-like interior. “Oh fuck.” I yelled, “You like that huh?” He grunted and snarled as I continued to finger my tight little pussy. I pumped my fingers in harder and faster, making short work of myself. I felt a huge orgasm building up within me. Shivers began to run through my spine and my moaning got louder. An orgasm ripped through my body, making me feel lightheaded and like jello. I laid there with a little cheeky smile on my face, I hadn’t masturbated since the outbreak and it felt good to get it out of my system. “Time for my clothes now, I’ll be back for you later.” I said mockingly as I sat up. I arrogantly strolled to where my pile of clothes were, picking a backpack up on my way to place my old clothes in. I could always wash my old clothes in the sink back at the slum. I stuffed them into the backpack before moving to the underwear section. I picked out a cute bra and panties set. I had always wanted these but never bothered to buy them. They were white with a couple of Bayan escort Ankara little red hearts on. I clipped the bra on and was pleased to see in the mirror that it complimented my average bust size. I then began to slide the panties up my legs, jiggling my hips as I pulled them up. I moved back to the skirts picking out a navy blue, camouflage pattern skirt. “Do you like this one?” I asked the zombie, laughing as I did. I then pulled out a woodland camouflage skirt. “Or this one?” I continued. I stuffed the woodland camouflage skirt into the backpack before pulling on the navy blue skirt. I then moved over to the tank tops, they were all pretty bland. I picked out a white and black one, stuffing the black top into the bag. I pulled the white top on as fast as I could. I grabbed the baseball bat and bag, and then moved towards the shutters. “There, I’m done here,” I said to him. I began opening the shutters with my bat ready. He began shuffling towards me. I swung the bat against his head, knocking him to the ground. I strolled through the mall, checking each corner to make sure there weren’t any of the man’s friends lurking. I had reached the food court without seeing or hearing anyone. I went towards the vending machines as this was my only option for food now. Potato chips, candy bars and soda was going to be my diet until I could find a better alternative. I unzipped my bag, stuffing as much of the snacks as I could into it. Zipping it back up, I heard more groaning behind me. This security guard was about five times bigger than me and very slow. I chuckled at him before simply walking away. It was time to go home. I walked as quickly as possible to the main entrance of the mall as it was made of glass and I would easily spot if there were any threats. Just as I made it to the entrance my eyes opened wide, there were tons of the bastards. I grasped the bat as tight as I could and took a deep breath. I kicked the door open and immediately began to run in the direction of home. The sounds of growling and groaning hot on my trail. I didn’t realise how fast the zombies could actually motor when they wanted something badly. I ran up the alley, forgetting completely about the group that I saw earlier. My back hit the wall when I heard the deafening growls. They began to rise, without any hesitation I began running back to the slum, to safety. I had reached the slum with no zombie in sight. I quickly opened the door and jolted inside. Hoping that they wouldn’t find me, I closed the door as quickly and quietly as I could and began locking it. I heard the groaning getting closer. I don’t think they knew I was in here. It was confirmed when the groaning began to get fainter. They must have thought I kept running, but not that I cared, I was finally back safe and sound. I emptied my bag onto the floor. I took my new clothes and placed them in the corner of the room. I began to run some water into the sink for my old clothes to soak in. I popped a bag of chips. It had been so long since I had tasted anything other than beans. I welcomed the new taste with delight as I sat watching the sunset. The way it looked dipping over the skyline was just so peaceful, you could almost forget what was happening in the world outside. Outside the lights began to come on. I had positioned the boards downstairs carefully to give myself light for the night so I wouldn’t be detected by turning the lights on within the slum.
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