The infection has taken the entire continent of Europe, Asia, Africa, South Africa, and Russia. The entire human population from these areas has either become a zombie, managed to get into a military safe camp, or stays hidden into the infected cities, villages, or undergrounds for the lucky ones.
Armies were trying to eradicate the zombies at first, but this mission proved to be rather difficult after they learn that this virus can be spread through the air now, and the new mutants proved to become much more dangerous than the ones who are depicted in the social media, shows or video games,
Some zombies can walk normally, run, jump around, climb the buildings, zombies who are crawling because they are missing legs or their legs are extremely damaged and not able to walk like the other creatures. And there are also the ones who are swimming, the big ones who can throw cars into the humans, or even the ones who are eating zombie flesh to become complete zombies, they started to appear very rarely since the mutations become very powerful to the mutants.
Now anyone could catch this deadly virus since it is now on air, but it still cannot pass some continents because all of this virus has only got for now Europe, Asia, Russia, the Middle East, Africa, and even a part of Greenland. And passing American continents will be hard and all, plus, the zombies will be not able to swim thousands of miles.
And with days going by, a lot of zombies mutate into ferocious mutants who can destroy anything on their way. But with these changes, their weakness remains the same as one with a missing leg. A shot into their head, enough to destroy their remaining and functioning brain. This is the only thing that makes humans have hope to become a functioning society.
A lot of islands and places were taken by the World Army, one big group of soldiers who are ordered to kill Undeads and retake the lost cities blocked by the zombies, or clean the bombed cities. One such place that is sustainable as a good living place is a region named Maine, which is a place coming from the country that was once known as France when people were not on the verge of death every single day.
Still, to these nine days since infections, nobody managed to find the reason how this virus got born, or who produced it? It might be human. But it can also be an animal such as vampires, rabbits, or even hornets. Still. Whoever created this thing, was not the idea of creating a better place.
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On the first day of the infection of this virus has started, in Maine, close to the Gorron entrance road. The taxi is passing by the sign who says "Welcome to Gorron", and that man who is sitting on the behind seat is the guy with white skin, shaved beard and cut hair. Green eyes, round face and one small scar on his left cheek since an accident he got at a football game with friends when he was still a child. The man wears a costume, a costume quite expensive for a journalist for a newspaper from France, together with a photo camera, and having one suitcase on his left side filled with clothes and a laptop to help him with his biggest project.
The man name is Raoul, and today he has come to this city, to find the biggest scope of his life which will help him get back to the France TV News Team and get a lot of fame in French media. While Raoul is waiting for the taxi driver to stop at the hotel where is going to stay for the next days until he will find enough materials for his "biggest" scope, hears the radio telling an important message to the listeners and everyone.
"Recent abnormal activities have happened today, on a supermarket located on Marseilles. One lady was bitten in the middle of the day, in the store by a man in a hoodie. The people there were trying to stop that, but the man who done that also bite three people before he flees from this scene. The police are already searching for that man who committed such an awful crime on this sunny day. For the lady and the people bitten there, they are already on the Hospital since they were started to feel not good anymore for some reason. Anyway, we are warning the people from Marseilles to be careful on the streets, and if they have any information about that attacker, please contact the nearest police station."
The man is turning off the radio, and he looks at Raoul when he stops the car into a small parking lot.
"Is this the place?"
"Yes." says Raoul to the driver, and he handed to him a few euros. "Thank you."
Raoul leaves the car, he takes his luggage, and he heads to that hotel. While he is taking the stairs, the taxi leaves the parking lot, heads to the road, and drive straight on the road, searching for a new passenger.
Raoul enters the hotel he got his room checked in, on there, everything seems normal, a few people are sitting on chairs, others are walking on the halls, and staff members are doing their work, some are delivering the luggage to the rooms of the customers, while others are staying on desks and typing on their computers. Raoul goes to a reception, and he tells him the reason he has come here.
"Hello! I am here for checking in, please."
The receptionist is typing something into his computer for about three seconds, he looks at Raoul, and he asks him.
"Name?"
"Raoul Gresham." says Raoul to the receptionist.
"Aha." he says after he typed for three more seconds. "I found your room. You are staying at room 204, floor 2."
"Yes."
"Alright." he goes to a board on his back, he takes one pair of keys from there, and he hands it to Raoul. "This is your key. Be careful and enjoy your stay."
"Thank you." says Raoul to the receptionist, he takes his luggage, and he heads to his room.
He goes to the stairs since his room it is only on the second floor, plus, some movement wouldn't hurt on a hotel and vacation, even though Raoul isn't exactly on vacation. It took him about three minutes to get to the second floor, and when he got there, he walks to the room with the number 204.
When he got to that room, Raoul opens the room with his key, he pushes the door, then he walks on the room and looks around. He got one nice looking bed, a desk with a chair, one TV, and a sofa. He puts his luggage on the bed, then he puts his camera on the desk, and goes to the door, to close. When he closes the door, he also locked because of instinct, and since he is at one not well-known area by him.
"I've got three more hours," he thought while he was looking at the clock on his phone and is showing 7:54 AM. "Until the meeting with the source. So, I'd rather do something... How about take the breakfast? My stomach is hungry."
He goes to his luggage, takes a new pair of clothing, he goes to the bathroom to change it. When he opens the bathroom, he wasn't really that excited, he was just a normal bathroom on a hotel. He enters this room, close the door, change from his clothes he arrives into new ones, after that short time there, he leaves with a new pair of jeans, a new pair of blouses, and a new pair of shoes, he heads to the door. He unlocks it by using the key provided from the staff member earlier.
When he got on the other side, he closes the door, and heads to the restaurant of this hotel. While he was walking down the hallway, he sees a man walking on a fast peace to his room, while he was hiding his left arm. Raoul saw that man, but he decides to not interfere, he thought it was probably a bruise from a fall or something. That man got at the door of room number 205, he opens the door because he was unlocked, and he closes after that. Raoul is taking the downstairs to the first floor, where is the restaurant located.
After a few minutes of walking, Raoul arrives at the interior of the restaurant, everything looks normal there, people are sitting on their tables, eating the food who was served by the polite and friendly staff on this sector of this Hotel. Raoul is looking around for an empty table, he sees one, and it's taking the chance to walk to that table. He got there, takes the chair, sit on the comfy chair close to the table, and he is waiting for the waiter to come at his table and asks for the thing this customer deserves to eat on a fine day.
"Hello, sir!" says the waiter coming at Raoul table. "What could I get to you?"
"Hello! I'd like to order one cup of espresso and one omelette."
"French Omelette, sir?"
"Of course."
"That's it I suppose?"
"Yes."
"It will be ready in a few minutes, sir."
The waiter leaves Raoul table, walks to the kitchen doors and when he entered the kitchen area, Raoul is looking around on this building to see how it is everything there. He sees a girl sitting on a table with a woman, probably her mother. Raoul also sees a man entering this room, while he is having a bandage on his arm and dressed in an expensive suit, he goes to an empty table, sits there and checks the Menu.
A few moments have passed, and the waiter has come with the dish to Raoul. He hands him the dish on his table, together with the espresso he ordered, and Raoul is handing to the waiter sixteen euros. The omelette only cost twelve euros, while the coffee cost four euros. And those are normal prices because the inflation has done a lot of things to Europe, apparently.