PROJECT ZERO
Dartmoth High, is a school for anyone and everyone. The small town of Dartmoth is located in Tenessee about 30 miles outside of Nashville. This school is home to all kinds: Preps, Jocks, Nerds, Goths, Greasers, Loaners, etc. All of that could be important except for one small fact. The world was being over-run by ‘Zombies’. The outbreak had started believe it or not at Dartmoth High. The Science teacher, Mr. Hazer had been teaching his students about the dangers of rabies. He had a live sample of the virus in a beaker on each student’s desk. The students were to NOT touch the beakers, nor the ingredients around them. Mr. Hazer had been called to the front office for a personal phone call. Upon leaving his class, he placed a quiet young girl at the head of the class in charge and instructed no-one to touch anything. He then left the class.
All was quiet, and then a young man in the back began to sob. He was ignored at first, then a few guys chuckled at one of the lab tables. The boy was alone, he was suicidal. No-one had paid attention when he was gone for two weeks cause his parents were killed in a car crash. When he returned not one soul even addressed him or his terrible loss. Now, they would have no choice. He would drink the virus and whatever else was in sight. He no longer wanted to live, not like this. A few girls looked at him as tears streamed down his face, as he looked at a picture of his parents. They felt bad but didn’t show it because if they were to, they would too be made fun of. They decided to turn around and ignore him as well. High school is all too cruel. Then working up his courage with utter resolve, the young man mixed all the liquids and powders together and with shaking hands and drank it down. Minutes later, Mr. Hazer returned looking a bit worried. He announced his phone call was from the hospital and that his mother had just checked in with pneumonia. He was instructed by the hospital to get there as soon as possible. The pneumonia was pretty advanced and she might not make it. So Mr. Hazer dismissed class early, calling it a day.
The young man that had just downed a cocktail of poisonous chemicals and a horrible virus that was fatal unless treated early on would go unchecked. To make matters worse, this particular virus was a stronger string than usual. Meaning that the virus would move through its ‘checklist’ of things to do to a body (animal, or human) in record time. This young man, Xavier, is to be the ‘Subject One’ of the Necro Virus outbreak. The young man went home alone that night, as always. He felt sick, yet hungry. He decided to order pizza. Sitting back in a recliner in his living room he began to ponder the breakdown in Science he had. He was glad that when he asked the teacher if the virus in the beakers was just a fake, he said yea. Mr. Hazer had actually not been paying attention and had just brushed the boy off. Nevertheless, Xavier thought he was ok.
Once home Xavier showered and decided to call for pizza. It wasn’t but nearly twenty minutes and the pizza arrived. Xavier feeling dizzy had forgotten where he put his wallet. He asked the delivery man to give him a moment to look for it. It was then that the sickness took over. Xavier threw up all over his carpet. The vomit was black as the pits of hell. The deliveryman now grossed out and concerned all at the same time decided to attempt to help. Sitting down the pizza, he stepped into the apartment. Xavier’s hunger was in total control now. He turned covered in vomit and attacked the deliveryman. Ripping flesh from his neck and arms. Thus spreading the virus.
Xavier, ‘Subject One’ had started the biggest and hardest to neutralize virus outbreak that night. Within two weeks there were mindless drones all across the town of Dartmoth and beyond. Those that are clean (in Dartmoth) of the virus have all holed up in the Dartmoth High school. The Military were notified, they laughed at the frantic woman on the office phone. The woman swore that there were Zombies walking the streets, they scoffed and hung up after calling her a stupid bitch. Tear stained cheeks, the woman hung up the phone. She turned back to the wide eyed group of survivors behind her. “They didn’t believe me,” she said helplessly. It was then that all hope was lost. There was no way for them to survive where they were, so they opened the doors to the school attempting to escape this cursed town. Xavier stood in the midst of the hoard of zombie’s, brain dead and eager to eat flesh just like all his ‘children’. This is a sad sight to say the least commented a man in the group. Armed with bat’s, golf clubs, and numerous other weapons the group of survivors press forward clubbing and shooting loved ones and strangers alike. Their goal was the school bus across the lot. The bus driver had survived and was with them keys in hand.
This is where we come in. We must get to the bus, safely. Your characters need to be within the group that is scrambling for the bus or in the immediate area. The virus has already spread to Nashville and neighboring areas. It moves faster and faster every day. A cure must be made. We must help, First thing we must do is get to the nearest military base. That will be Arnold Air Force Base in Manchester. Which is approx 63 miles away. Good Luck!
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3. Be respectful, even if you disagree.
4. Two character limit, as story progresses more may be added.
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