Saturday December 22, 2012 at 6:06.06 P.M.<br/><br/>“Tonight on TV 6 news.  A report has been confirmed on this supposed doomsday. A person has been found and contained with an unknown virus.  It is and is not a flu virus. The symptoms are mild foaming at the mouth, constant bleeding from the mouth or eyes. We urge all people to be on the lookout for such individuals and report them to the nearest hospital. In other news-“<br/><br/>That's how it would all start and how the world we know it would end. Not for several months yet. 6 seconds and 6 minutes after 6 o'clock 6,6,6. The devils number and fitting for the hell that was to ensue. Who knows though, the conditions that made it wait to come to Marquette, Michigan or rather Upper Michigan in general. Winter has been known heavily for its flu season. So, if it was the flu, wouldn't it have hit us already? Regardless, I had stayed home that night instead of going out to drink with a few of my friends. I had presents to wrap for Christmas yet. Iron Mountain was a quiet place, 80 some odd miles from the university I attended. Snow drifted outsides, falling from the sky in a graceful dance, fluttering in the wind. A perfect white Christmas before hell.<br/><br/>Just past midnight on the 23rd of December, I found myself thinking about the news report. They had said nothing of how it was contracted. What was it; Physical contact, saliva exchange, was is in the air? I could not figure it out, but that was no surprise. I was no doctor or a medical person. I was an electronics major and a Psychology minor and a A-B student in both. I had few friends and no friends at the university.  Then again, I was partly a shut in and played video games in my free time. I recently lost my girlfriend due to complications, but the main reason well. I had caught her cheating. Typical, I muttered under my breathe. Purging my mind of any other thoughts, I just did what I normally did, Role Play and game.<br/><br/>4 months later: Saturday April 13, 2013 at 12:34 a.m.<br/><br/>Damien, electronics major, psychologist minor and now president of NMU or Northern Michigan Universities electronics club was sitting at his desk. His red and black colored Alienware laptop in front of him as his fingers hastily pressed the keys on the keyboard.  He was not playing a game like he normally would be. He was making notes for the construction classes they had. They were going into wiring and he was called to make a simple guide for them.<br/><br/>His dorm room (http://realtombraider.com/fieldnotes/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/001-1024x768.jpg) was like every other one. Except, his bed had a black bedspread and white sheets. Posters of various video game series such as a few Fire Emblem, Metroid, Call of Duty, Left 4 Dead 1 and 2. Things typical nerds loved. He had a small 13 inch flat screen TV and his Wii and PS3 on top of the dresser. That was to the left of his computer and to the right was a bookshelf with several of his books. Then was the small hall with open closet and to the left was a door for the bathroom. All dorms had the same layout. He was alone, but some people shared with others.His bed was against the opposite wall.<br/><br/>Damien stopped typing and  he looked at the time. “Ah…damn… 12:46. I should be getting to bed soon.” He stretched in his typical white short sleeved shirt and grey micro fiber jogging pants and white socks. Though, he still needed something to do. Send an email to the local nurse and student. Hoped she'd have time. It would be better to have a nurse on site in case some people were idiots. Minimizing the Word program, he opened the Internet browser he had and made his way to the campus email. He scrolled down the list of mans and clicked on the name 'Sarah Ashford' and it opened a pop up to type and email. He typed the following.<br/><br/>"Sarah,<br/>If your not busy Sunday and would not mind being with me for a lesson in wiring. I would feel safer if a nurse was on site. I am sure we have a few idiots in class.<br/>-Damien Shultz"<br/><br/>He then clicked on send button. Now that was taken care of. He decided to get ready for bed, but kept his computer on in case an email was sent back. Then he'd know about it.<br/><br/>Damien was in the Magers dorm. Each building had a name for some reason, most were given names of the people who donated to have them built. This one was connected to a central building that had a lounge area that had an administrative and food court area with some other rooms or facilities as well.. It had three other dorms connected to it. The Hunt, Meyland and Van Antwerp dorms<br/><br/>Campus map: http://webb.nmu.edu/Images/CampusMap/09_campus_map_1299.jpg (http://webb.nmu.edu/Images/CampusMap/09_campus_map_1299.jpg)<br/>Aerial View: http://gallery.pasty.com/albums/10221/n_NMU.jpg (http://gallery.pasty.com/albums/10221/n_NMU.jpg)<br/><br/>Outside, the wind begun to pick up and walking out of a nearby parking lot was a man… who looked half dead. He looked like a homeless man, but his mouth was wide open. He was heading for the school were the four dorms were…<br/><br/>9 minutes later at 12:55 a.m.<br/><br/>All throughout the dorm hallway (http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eVNQrKrRgk8/R98f3IttVkI/AAAAAAAAAY4/3AC9ErlCKW8/imgp1742.jpg) were screaming and people running, banging on doors. Damien, who just got done washing his hands came out of the bathroom (http://[url=http://www.boracay.com/i_resorts/boracay_tropics/DormBathroom.jpg) and opened the door with the most sour look on his face. Opening the door inwards, he begun to yell. “Keep it down yo-“He stopped and saw people before his eyes getting eaten by  ...Other people? From the looks of it, the people running had blood on them and the hall itself had blood. He quickly closed the metal door they had on all the dorms. He could not believe what he was seeing. Pale white and grey skinned students eating others. Damien was in shock. He locked the door and ran to his deck, grabbing his Verizon dark blue Samung Smooth and flipped it open to text people. The wind outside begun to howl and the snow begun to fall fiercely and harsh blizzard begun in the beginning of zombie hell. Fear was in his eyes.<br/><br/>Begin Chapter 1: DEAD Winter<br/>-The cold isn't the only killer.<br/>Starting Area: Dorms<br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Notes below:<br/>-As we go, I'll provide images of what places look as I cannot find them for NMU, so, we will just imagine. Wish I could do better, but I can't. The school's football team's mascot is the wildcat. Regarding images, you can provide if you're in a office like a nurse's office or pm me to give you one.<br/>-You have control of zombies on how they come at you. Provided it's within the rules, on how they come at you. Plus how you slip their heads and so on.<br/>-When you start, you have nothing, you have to look for a weapon or if you choose to be near like…Damien and you are a female. Scream and/or hide. Something. Don't worry; I'll be nice as the director here. If you're a person from the staff that has a frying pan or a training sword, that's fine.<br/>-Please no going ahead of yourself and use nearby weapons like a broom handle if your in a janitors closet. Or a metal stand in a nurses office.<br/><br/>Reminder about the zombies<br/>-They do not feel pain or feel anything at all.<br/>-They respond to sounds.<br/>-They are not totally blind. Close range movement and lights, rapid-blinking lights in general, will attract them.<br/>-They are slow moving, but reactions are increased slightly.<br/>-Instead of increased strength, it'll be lowered so that it would take three at best to break down a normal door. They are only slightly stronger then a normal human.<br/>-They do not run.<br/>-If they bite you, you're infected.