Am I dead, the last thing I saw was my head spinning, and everything turned dark. Eating!, dead or alive, I don't understand. I opened my eye, everything turned bright again. Am I on a bed?, I did not understand what's going on with my surroundings. I have a name!. Yeah I remember everything now. My name is Randy, but what happened, the last thing I remember was been eaten by a stage 3 Zombie. My surrounding is now familiar, am in my house Lekki, Lagos Nigeria. But how is this possible, every building must have been destroyed during the military excavation, even if my house is not destroyed, how come it is still in good shape. I got up on my feet, I went to face the mirror, oh my gosh!, my face is back to normal, my rotten Zombie face is gone, how is this possible within seconds and how do I even get here.
"Randy, am going out now, don't forget to drop the kids at school before leaving". Patricia said on top of her voice.
Oh my, that's my wife. What's happening to me, my wife is still alive, I quickly descend the stairs, oh my!. Everything in the house is still intact, even the Television set is active. Am I reincarnated!?. My youngest daughter Tarima (10) came jumping at me, I think she expects me to pick her up, play with her or maybe say something, but nothing came out, I can only stare at her. I haven't seen my family for almost 50years, all this is strange to me.
I can only ask her, " Taarriimmaa wwhaaat's toodays daatte". I struggle to find words.
"Dad its Monday" she replied.
That's not the kind of reply I want from her, am no longer used to talking, I can't find the right words, I became a stammerer.
Oh the TV, I switched my attention to the TV. Today's date: 06/ 10/ 2028. I felt a shiver in my spine. Am reincarnated, just 5 months to the dooms day.
"Daddy, are you okay?" Tarima asked
I don't know what to say, I quickly scrambled my brain to find the right words to reply her. "yeeah am fine Taariimma" oh my. I managed not to grrhhh.
My Eldest daughter Jamila (15) joined us, "hy dad". She said.
How can I reply her?. She will surely notice something is wrong, oh she already did!, am not standing straight, am already used to this Zombie posture of bending my body to the other side while standing or walking.
I remember everything perfectly well now. Am a multi billionaire, I have more than 30 companies in Nigeria and 5 companies abroad. We are a perfect African family before the infection starts. I remember that night Jamila complained of sour throat, I have to drive her down to the hospital. While in the hospital, hundreds of patients are rushed in, all complaining of sour throats. I also have this sour throat.
The doctors and nurses were thrown into confusion, this is not something they can cure with medicine. Soon some of the doctors and nurses started having the sour throat sickness, even the news been shown on the TV is about the sour throat sickness. Within minutes, World health declared "the sour throat" sickness a pandemic. It seems like almost 90% of the world population is affected. Every single house has the sour throat sickness. Immediately I knew something was wrong, how can a sickness spread within an hour, and also be declared a pandemic thesame hour.
Everybody started dying, that's what I thought. I noticed my eye closing, the last thing I heard was a loud Bang.