[b]Luka Blazevic[/b]

Four days. Four freakin' days. That's how much Luka's vacation in Los Angeles lasted. After that all hell broke loose. People started turning into undead, those that died too. Survivors were now either hiding or fighting for their lives. Luka had no idea what could have caused this. He was no scientist. But he was damn sure curious. A couple of days ago he managed to get out of L.A. in one piece with the help of a Ford F-150 4x4 truck. Unfortunately the car was low on gas and Luka was forced to abandon it. 

He was now in Karn, a very small town with a population that...from what he heard, was less then 500 people. He just finished searching through one of the houses. Unfortunately the place was empty and nothing of importance was in it. Not even water. He desperately needed that as he was running out. The house showed signs of battle. Bullet holes where in the walls, shell casings and dead people where on the floor. Some of them where chewed upon while others were zombies shot in the head. 

As he was ready to leave, with a dissapointed look on his face that he found nothing inside this house he grabbed the door handle and opened the door a couple of inches then stopping. Something outside attracted Luka's attention. He closed the door and carefully looked through the window to see what's going on. He saw two groups of people. Both composed of a man and a woman. It seemed that one of the groups was trying to ambush the other that seemed to come out of another house with some newfound supplies. 

Luka was not surprised by this at all. It seemes that the end of the world had the habit of transforming people into monsters. Luka saw people killing each other for supplies that's why he believed that this was the case here as well. He was ready to interfere for the group beying ambushed as he grabbed his Beretta M9 from the holster and screwed the suppressor on. After that he slowly made his way out of the house through the back door and with the suppressed Beretta gripped by both his hands he slowly made his way towards the other house, sticking to the walls and not making a sound. What he wanted to do was surprise the older man from behind and force him to come out of hiding. 

However his plan was spoiled as he heard undead growls coming from the street. As he lied on the ground, Luka started crawling towards the front of the house and using the grass as cover he raised his head a little and looked down the street. What he saw was not good at all. A horde of undead was coming right at them. The hispanic woman freaked out and ran off. At this very moment they were all in danger including himself. Luka stood hidden in the grass as he began thinking what to do now. "Shit!" He said while slamming his left fist on the ground.