Day 1 - Trip made short

I found myself arrested and convicted of a crime I believe I did not do. Bound in cuffs, I was thrown  into a police cruiser for a ride to the penitentiary and made to suffer a long ride with a police officer that did not want to remain silent. The radio keeps blaring about some emergency so he turns it off as to stop interrupting his dialog. Damn cop, got himself too distracted trying to talk to me and we hit a pedestrian, only now I believe it was not a pedestrian.

We spun off the road road shortly after that. I don't remember much of what went on, but I do remember gun shots, lots of them. I awoke to find myself upside now in the cruiser with that cop no where to be seen. Not knowing the state of the rolled over cruiser, I looked for ways to escape. I tried moving towards the window, this is when I found out that I had hurt my right leg pretty bad. I fight through the pain and manage to kick out the back window.

As I fell out of the back window I was horrified to find the officer face down on the grass, his mangled body marinating in blood. Poor man, I wish I had asked for his name. I found that the officer had discharged his weapon and found one shotgun shell remaining. Bending over with what felt like someone was stabbing my left, I grabbed the shell and went to pick up the shotgun. Damn handcuffs, they were getting in the way and I had to get rid of them. I managed to limp to the dead officer and grabbed the keys from his belt and rid myself of this handicap. I heard the officer begin to move and was surprised, how could he suffer that much blood loss and still be able to move? Needless to say he was not.

His grey face snapped at me as I fell backwards, I shouted for the man to stop - he wouldn't; panicking I loaded the shotgun and shot to kill. I took half of that man's head right off. I sat in shock for a bit when I saw a little girl up on the ridge, I called out but she ran away. The sound of the gun and the dead man most likely scared her off. Looking around I heard a sound behind me, a half decayed corpse was walking towards me - hell, half a dozen of those fucking things came after me.

I ran as far as I could and jumped a fence to get some distance between those things and me. I heard a few more rounds being fired and that seemed to distract them. I had time to catch my breath and view my surroundings. I seemed to be in someone's backyard with a childrens tree house. With nobody answering my calls for help, I moved to investigate the house. Nobody answered the door so I managed to let myself in and proceeded inside, at first glance - the family may have needed more help than I did...