I wake up to yelling in the other room. Kyra sits by the door whining. I open the door. Eric and Olivia are kneeling on the floor downstairs. A woman drags Amelia out of her room. She forces her down the stairs. A man is standing in front of Eric.

"This house doesn't belong to you! You think you can just take our house?" He yells before punching him.

I close the door. I have to help them. Any minute these people will search this room. I hide Kyra in the bathroom. I grab the gun I picked up yesterday out of my backpack. I climb out the window in my room. I walk across the roof to the next window. I open it and climb through. I leave the room and step out into the hallway. I look over the railing.

Eric is being brutally beaten. I aim the pistol. I can't miss. Their lives depend upon it. I fire the gun. The bullet hits the man in the head.
He falls back into a table. The table collapses. A candle that was on the table rolls over to one of the curtains setting it ablaze.

What did I do? I just screwed things up even more. Amelia grabs the gun out of the woman's hand. She points it at her. Olivia helps Eric to his feet. The three of them rush out the front door. I bolt to my room. I grab Kyra's leash and lead her downstairs. Smoke fills the air as the fire's intensity increases.

As I walk towards the door someone grabs me from behind. I stab them in the arm. Blood sprays onto my face. I break free from the persons grasp. I catch up to the others. It's raining heavily outside. We watch as the house goes up in flames. I take the lead.

"Look around for a place for us to stay tonight," Olivia says to me.

I see a gas station in the distance. I run towards it. I get the door open. They help Eric to a chair and sit him down. I go into the bathroom.
I stand at the sink. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. My face is covered in dirt and dried blood. I try my hardest to scrub it off with a wet wash cloth. It's not coming off.

"Kyle!" Amelia yells.

I run to the sound. Three zombies got in. They're attacking the others. Before I can do anything, Amelia is bit on the wrist. Blood gushes out of the wound. Olivia shoots the zombie that is biting Amelia. I draw my gun. I shoot one down. Eric shoots the last one. Olivia cradles her daughter in her arms. She's bleeding out.

"It's going to be okay," Olivia says.

I then notice a bite on Olivia's shoulder. She knows I see it. Amelia closes her eyes. Her breathing ceases. Olivia lays her on the ground. She walks into the bathroom.

"Olivia was bit, wasn't she?" Eric asks.

"Yeah," I answer.

I hear Amelia groan. In a split second, she crawls toward Eric and bites his ankle. I draw my gun. I pull the trigger. I hear a click. Olivia walks out of the bathroom and shoots her daughter. Everyone except me is infected now.