I'm in the living room of my apartment watching TV and being bored, then I hear it. A loud explosion from outside.

"What the hell was that?" I ask myself getting up to look out the window. Something huge had crashed into a building about 3 blocks away. "HOLY SHIT! WHAT IS THAT?"

Strange creatures that look like human skeletons but with eyes (like the cover) are coming out of the thing that crashed. All of them have guns and some have what looks to be some kind of explosive. I let out a shriek as they start shooting people with no mercy whatsoever. I grab a kitchen knife and hide in a closet hoping the things won't blow up my building.

About 2 hours have passed and I can still hear shooting and the occasional explosion outside of my apartment. I hear a scream from inside my building.

"Fucking hell. They're in the building now." I whisper anxiously.

After about 3 more hours I decide to come out of my closet because the noises have died down. I look out the window and there are dead bodies everywhere with blood coming out of holes in their chests, stomachs, and heads. I gasp loudly at the horrid sight. No one deserves a fate like that. I sit down on the floor and pull my knees up to my chest, sobbing.

"Everyone's dead!" I cry. "I can't believe this."

"Weakling. Stop crying. It's not like any of them were your friends." A mean voice in my head says. "Don't be such a baby. They all ignored you. None of them even knew you exist. And if they did know you exist they would hate you. You're not a likeable person. Why do you think you have no friends?"

"NO SHUT UP. YOU DONT KNOW ANYTHING." I scream. " Wow I'm really going insane. I'm talking to a fucking voice in my head." I mutter.

I get up after I finish crying which took about 20 minutes. I walk outside of my apartment room and see a woman's body just laying there in the hallway. By her uniform I can tell she works here. Or rather WORKED here, she doesn't anymore. I walk down the hallway to the elevator and it takes me to the lobby at the ground floor. I walk outside and gag at the overwhelming smell of blood. I look to my right and see 3 skeleton things, which I'm guessing are aliens so I'll just call them aliens, facing away from me. I let out a small whimper of fear that apparently they all heard and before I knew it I was dashing down the street away from them.

After about 10 seconds of running I realized they were also shooting at me, luckily these ones have really bad aim so almost every bullet missed. One bullet hit my left arm and had lodged itself in my bone, but somehow I kept running. I turned a corner and a young man pulled me into a dark alley. He clamped his hand over my mouth so I couldn't make any noise. The aliens ran past us, not looking in the alley. The young man sees that I've calmed down slightly so I won't scream. He takes his hand off my mouth and peeks out of the alley in both directions.

"They're gone." He said. He is extremely attractive and he has a lip ring and tattoos covering his arms he is wearing all black. "By the way, I'm Frank. What's your name?"

"Gerard." I say before passing out.

A/N

I'm supposed to be doing homework but I'm writing my first fanfic lol I have priorities