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Six Feet Under: [PART 1] Six Feet Below [Maybe NSFW?]

by Parz_Official

Parz_Official "Ugh... What happened?" "I'm not sure, but someones banging on the door. Should i go check it out?" "Sure, but bring a gun, it could be hostile." [PART 1 AND 2 ARE NOT CANON. THEY ARE JUST TO SHOW WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THE STORY]
Mike has been sneaking around town, dodging windows and using alleyways as shortcuts, gathering foods from all over the place, a bruised apple from an apple cart, a uneaten sandwich from a garbage can outside of a restaurant. When he was done, his bag was bigger than usual. He knew it was risky, but the benefit was too good to pass up. He sneaked through the alleyways back to his house, as he sneaked through the final alleyway, his house had gotten into view.

He had forgone all consideration and ran for the door, only stopping when his hand felt the doorknob. He quickly opened it, and dropped his bag inside. He walked into the doorway before closing it, and making sure to lock all of the several locks on the door. After a minute of fastening the locks shut, he picked up his bag and walked towards the basement door, ready to open it. He turned the knob and opened the door, immediately after, he was blasted by a foul smelling order, but he continued onward, the smell getting worse as he gets closer to the bottom. but he was used to it, for he has descended down those stairs for everyday for at least 6 months now.

He grabbed a candle from the table and light the candle by using a lighter. He walked up to a giant cell that took up half his basement, and called out "Im Home!". A loud groan could be heard ringing out from the cell. He unlocked the cell door and climbed inside, still lugging the bag behind him. He dropped the bag and walked further inside, "Come over here, i brought some food for you!". A rotten pair of jaws bit the air where his face just was, Meanwhile Mike scrambled back several feet, back to the bag. He dug through the bag, and he pulled out the sandwich and tossed it at the zombie. Which continually walked towards him, only to be stopped by some chains nailed into its legs and arms. It ignored the sandwich completely, and pulled at the chains, trying to get free. Mike walked back up to the zombie, with the bruised apple in his hand. "Come on, you got to eat if your going to get healthy again!". The zombie ignored him, and tried to take a bite of his face instead of the apple. Mike dropped the apple by its feet, then walks back outside the cell. Mike sighs, the continues talking. "You have to eat if you want to be healthy again, Your sick right now, please eat.". Mike said desperately. He walked out of the basement, to go to sleep and try again tomorrow.
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