It's been 3 years since the dead began to rise, it spread like a plague across the country. We've been trying to carry on life as usual, but I've come to realize that nothing will ever quite be the same. There is a thick fog in the air, a dimly lit cabin is seen in the distant Southern Kentucky woods. Snow begins to fall on corpses and crashed cars in the streets. A commotion is heard in the cabin.
Me: Merry Rapture!
Jim: (My father): Sure is.
Sarah: (My wife): I have gifts!
Me: Aw, you didn't need to do that.
Sarah: Sure I did! It's Christmas!
Jim: She has a point, Luke.
Me: I guess you're right.
Frank (Brother): Watcha got?
Sarah: Socks, shirts, cigarettes, and whiskey. Take your pick.
Jim: I'll take the liquor.
Frank: And I needed socks.
Me: I'm running low on cigarettes.
Sarah: And I'll keep the shirt.
Me: In a few days, it'll be 1949.
A banging is heard at the door.
Me: (Standing up) The hell was that?
Jim: They're back.
26 years old
Served in the Marines in the Pacific Theatre
23 years old
Nurse in the Pacific, met Luke there.
21 years old
Served in the army in the European Theatre
Rank: Private First Class
(Luke and Frank's father)
47 years old
Served in World War I.
Rank: Lieutenant Colonel
That's the basic story, tell me what you think, I'm open to any constructive criticism. Become one of the characters or make your own and introduce him/her into the story. Before I start anything, I need a person for each character so please refrain from making a new character until the preexisting characters are reserved. Thank you.