It had been ten days since the outbreak happened, a disease spread by biting and getting too much of their blood directly on you. Every day that fresh reeking smell of rotting flesh and decaying bodies would fill the nostrils of those who awoke. It was a quiet calm day again, and they were ready to look for survivors again, if any were left. The whole town had went to hell and there was next to no hope of turning it back to before. All they could do is ride the storm out. With a sigh, the male grabbed his baseball bat, put on his roller blades, kicked open his door, splattering some zombie brains that were scratching against it, and heading out with haste towards the nearest store to get some non perishables before setting out until nightfall, when they would be most active. "This is life now huh? Well, at least i grew used to it.." he whispered with a sigh while skating past zombies and bashing a few heads in on the way.