Justin’s POV:

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…what the fuck is this? I just slept and when I woke up my house was moved? Damn who the fuck is playing a prank with me. I see that hammer I used a few days to fix the table was still near the counter, maybe I should just take this hammer, wont know when someone will try to mug me in this darkness. I should find my Smart-phone so I can call someone.

I try to remember where I last placed my phone, I think I left it at the cabinet in-front of the bathroom. I walk there and I find my phone. I look at the status bar on my phone.

August 21, 20xx 20:35 No Signal 90%

It’s still early night… and there’s no reception. Just my luck, at-least I still have 90% in my battery.

“...”

Well no point in whining, I guess I’ll just look outside a bit and see if there’s anything I can do.

I walk outside the apartment, and see that most of the stuff around the apartment was here, there was that old small outhouse and the shed next to it, how the heck did anyone move that shit? Well whoever did this were pro’s. I think I should check the shed, maybe the owner left something there that might be useful.

And it’s locked… Well good thing I have a hammer! I try to hit the lock, damn it’s harder that it looks in the movies. I try again and… Bam! I got hit in the knee, mother fucker that hurt!.

Blunt Attack - 2 Health

“Woah!”

What was that, I wish it wasn’t what I think it was. Bad things happen when things like that happen. Well maybe I’ll try something.

“Open Stats!”

…. nothing happened. Lets try this again.

“Stats!”

….and still nothing.

“Status!”

Status

Name: Justin Lowe

Race: Human (Male)

Age: 25

Level: 17, 1325 EXP to next level

Classes:

Scholar, Fighter, Chef

Sub-Classes:

Book-keeper, Brawler, House Cook

Blessings:

Favorite of Apo-Init, Favorite of Apo-Tangatang, Favorite of Apo-Bulan

Health: 398/400

Mana: 500/500

Reputation: Neutral

Fame: 30

Agility: 30

Strength:60

intellegence: 50

Wisdom: 55

Endurance: 60

Luck: 10

Well everything looks good… Wait I mean this fucking sucks, I’m stuck in an RPG world? Damn, I read about things like this when I was in high-school, I think the title was… I forgot… well thinking about it I’m blessed by 3... gods I think, well I think something or someone will show up eventually to help me… I wish!

I think I’ll continue to try and get this lock open. I hit it again and, Viola! It’s open. Goddamn lock was so sturdy, even if it was made in China, I guess even if it’s made in China sometimes it works.

So upon entering I see a chainsaw, a weed-blower, some pots, 4 containers of what I think are gasoline, a few solar panels connected to a battery, some boxes… wait, there’s some solar panels and a battery! Just my luck, thanks Apartment Owner, I guess you really care about me. And look, the battery has a digital meter, and it looks like it’s a half full.

I don’t know much about electronics and electrical but I think this thing can power some stuff in the house. Well I’ll take this later after looking through some more stuff here.

The owner has a lot of stuff stored here, looking at some boxes there are MRE’s some water filters and a few loose cash, I never thought my landlord was a kind of “Prepper”. well he did say that the government was secretly making a mutated version of Ebola that makes people into mindless flesh-eating zombies. Well thank you again apartment owner.

At the back of all this stuff I find something I would’ve never expected, unless I knew my crazy landlord. I see a gun, I think it’s a M1 Garand Rifle, and a few ammo boxes. Wow the owner really did get ready for a zombie apocalypse. Good thing there’s no zombies here. There was an envelope wrapped in some plastic near the gun.

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To anyone who actually opened the Shed that is not me,

Well, if you’re reading this, I guess that I’m either already old, dead or in vacation. Or there is an emergency, maybe zombies. So I will leave a note here on the instructions on how to use this here M1 Garand. If you think that this gun is a bit hard to use there’s a few guns and ammo boxes hidden in the attic, and there’s also a wine-cellar hidden beneath the kitchen counter if you plan to hide like a sissy while everything just blows over.

Well good luck there whoever you are that got this letter, better not be my ass of a brother. Well if it was my tenant, I would be happy with giving you this stuff. Just for the emergency.

Good luck.

Jeremy Matthews

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Well this was nice of the owner. I think I will take up his offer, I just need to get all this stuff inside and hide most of it in the cellar and just take a few of it so I can have quick access. Well this will take some time and effort.

After more than an Hour…

Well I managed to take it all inside, but I can’t seem to find that cellar that he said in his letter, maybe I’m missing something. I’ll try to feel around the kitchen a bit then. He said it was under the kitchen counter, good thing the cabinets on the counter were empty. Using my phone to illuminate, I find that the base of the cabinet could slide open, wow just how obsessed was the landlord to zombies anyways?

I slide the base and find out that it extended a few feet in-front, Mr. Landlord really thought about this stuff through, there’s a lot of room to move around my way down these stairs. Looking around I see more MRE’s around and some gasoline cans. Well things look even better, I better thank my luck. I see something like a gun-case while looking through the stuff, I open it and I find two guns inside, a .45 colt revolver and a 1911 colt pistol. I’m more familiar with these guns since I used to play online shooting games. And again there was a note showing how to use the guns.

Under the gun-case was a big strong box, upon opening I see more ammo boxes and a few combat knives and some oil canisters, I think those are used for maintenance on guns and knives. Well I’ll just learn how to later. Well I should continue moving the stuff I got from the shed.

After 45 minutes

Well that’s around half of the stuff I should do, next is the attic, maybe there’s some more useful stuff there, well I think I should check the fridge for food first, I’m hungry.

Looking around, since the fridge isn’t turned on because of the lack of electric current, the meat on the freezer is already thawed. Well I guess I should cook this first. Then it hit me, won’t predators smell this meat while I’m cooking it? Well I think I should cook after I fix all the stuff inside. I’ll just grab the apple in the counter.

“...”

Well that filled my belly a bit, guess I should try to take some of my stuff and hide it inside the shed too. Since there might be bad people around, and I don’t know how well they can fight and what their weapons are, maybe there’s even magic here. And I’ll also check the attic a bit.

Since I have only a few valuables, I did it in around a 30 minutes. The attic also mostly had two ghillie suits, three army uniforms and some vest. I think the vest are bullet proof, or at least stab or slash proof. There’s a lot of things I don’t know about inside this house. Well I’m beat, maybe I’ll take a bath first.

I removed my shirt, then my pants, and lastly my boxers and wrap my body with a towel.

I open the bathroom door, place the candle on top of then toilet bowl tank.

I go inside the shower, open the faucet.

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…nothing happens.

And then it hit me.

“Fu...”