WE SEE A MAN IN A PRISON CELL LEANING HIS HEAD DOWN, THE CAMERA ZOOMS UP TO SEE HIM LOOK RIGHT AT THE CAMERA. HE SITS ON HIS BED AND BEGINS TO TALK.
Names are not important, especially after the apocalypse. For now, I'll just call myself Hero. This is my story. It's been eight months since it began.
WE SEE HERO AND WHAT APPEARS TO BE HIS FAMILY WATCHING TV
It all started with me and family watching the news. We heard about the sickness and didn't think it was a big deal, it'd be cleaned up by the government all quick and easy like nothing happened. That was until the doors broke down. There were so many of them. I tried my best to fight them off, to protect my family, but, there were too many of them. They got my sister first, then my mom, then my brother. It was just me and my dad fighting them off. We were just about to get out of the house but one of them got my dad. He told me to run. So I did. I hot wired the car and drove away from the city. I had to, there was no other way I was going to survive. I stopped at a gas station to sit, and think about it all.
We see Hero sitting in his car crying. A zombie appears banging on the driver's side car window. Hero freaks out, grabs a Swiss Army knife kept at his side, and attempts to stab the zombie, only to stab the window. He rolls the window down and stabs the zombie in the forehead, killing him. Hero rolls the window up and reflects further on the past couple of hours.
Why me? I had to be the last one alive. Of course, everyone but me dies. What the fuck, God? What is wrong with you, why do you do these things? If you were real, these things wouldn't happen. If you weren't real...
WE CUT BACK TO HERO IN THE PRISON
I got gas and drove to my uncles cabin outside Jerseyville. I knew he was isolated, so it was highly unlikely he would be dead. I parked near his house, got out, and knocked on his door.
WE CUT BACK TO HERO, 8 MONTHS EARLIER, KNOCKING ON HIS UNCLE'S DOOR.
Uncle John, are you there? Please open up, everyone's dead! I need to be inside! UNCLE JOHN PLEASE!
Uncle John opens the door, grabs Hero, and pulls him inside.
Are you bit? Are you one of them? Are you.
Calm down Uncle! I'm fine, well physically.
Did your family not make it?
No, they didn't. They got them all in a matter of minutes, almost got me too.
My dad was being eaten, that gave me a chance to run and I did, my dad told me to. I got in the car and just drove, I just drove.
WE SEE HERO LOOKING AT HIS UNCLE'S BOOKSHELF, WHICH FEATURES MANY RELIGIOUS BOOKS.
I'm sorry to hear that, but we need to shelter up for the night, do you want to help me board up the doors and windows?
Hero is still staring at the bookshelf. His Uncle taps him and Hero snaps out of the trance.
Uh, yeah, I'll help.
Hero and Uncle John begin to board up the doors and windows.
WE SEE UNCLE JOHN WITH A HUNTING RIFLE WALKING AROUND THE HOUSE GUARDING IT, THE CAMERA THEN CUTS TO HERO IN THE BED WITH HIS EYES OPEN. THE SCENE FADES.