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Remember: everything König (Zombie Apocalypse) says is made up.
The streets of Vondel, a city of the Netherlands, were abandoned of all living people, no cars drove around, no children laughed, no people walked the sidewalks of the once beautifully thriving city.
Homes were abandoned and started to look ugly, every home was dusty and abandoned, no living person still resided in the city.
It was a bright but not a beautiful day outside, as König, a tall Austrian man, walked down the abandoned streets of the city he once had operated in. Memories came into his head as he recognized the places he walked past by, remembering how he and his team had walked the streets and fought against their common enemies.
Now, those memories were nightmares, nightmares of what was lost and could never be again.
As König walked down the streets, he saw someone walking - or rather something. "Noch mehr von denen," (more of those) he grumbled in German, as he pointed his assault rifle at the walking thing. His gun had a suppressor on, silencing the shot so that it would not be heard by anyone, or anything. He shot right at it's head, as the thing then fell to the ground. "Scheiß Zombies," (fucking Zombies) he grumbled, as he then walked up to the thing he had just shot.
His blue eyes gazed upon the thing, something that once had been human, before he shook his head and continued walking. He wished for the time to come back, where Zombies were only in movies and comics, in games and conversations. Now, they were reality, and had already killed millions of people throughout the entire world.
As König made his way into a house, he started to look around for food and drinks, anything he could put into his bag to store, to have enough rations. He searched the house, holding a pistol with a suppressor in his right hand, in case a Zombie was around.
A sound came from the bathroom, which immediately caught König's attention. Quickly, he pointed his gun at the room, as he slowly and gently approached it. He did not hear any Zombie moans, but that did not mean that whatever behind that door was no Zombie.
Slowly and carefully he opened the door, ready to shoot, as he then saw a person - a human being.
"That's impossible," he gasped softly, relieved and shocked, happy and worried. He had finally found a living being, someone who had not fallen into the hands of the Zombies - or the humans that had turned into the most cruel people.
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