Feral Heart

You blink open your eyes tiredly, glancing around your room. After your sure you will be able to stand you kick your legs over the side of your bed and stand up, heading towards the door. As you turn the knob you notice two people outside in the street fighting. You rush to your window as one of them tackles the other and rips into the other's throat. You gasp and jump back as you see the man's eyes. They were pure white and they obviously weren't normal. You burst through your bed room door and rush down the stairs to the kitchen. You scramble to the phone and dial 911. As you wait for the line to connect you hear groaning and banging on your door. You quickly take the phone and hide in the pantry. "911, what's your emergancy?" You are so happy for the line to connect. "I just saw a man rip out another mans throat...And there's banging on my door." She said in a whisper. "Ma'am, stay calm, what's your address?" The operator questioned. "My addre-" Your words cut off as you hear the front door burst open and then foot steps in the kitchen. "There's somebody inside...." You say, your words are barely audible. All of a sudden the pantry is pulled off it's hinges and she see's what's inside her home. It was the same man, his eyes pure white. His hair was also white..It was just unnatural. The man grabbed you by the neck and threw you out of your hiding place, causing you to hit the counter and fall to the ground. The man soon pinned her and did the same thing he did to the man. What was raising through her mind was, 'Is this really the end?'

You are one of the only survivors in the once amazing city New York. You have started with nothing but your inventory is growing as you try to find a place that's safe through the city.