The City of C.A.R.N.A.G.E

a rich sophomore slacker is kidnapped, brainwashed, and forced to fight the zombie horde that has infected Close Ridge City

Close Ridge City.

The city of business, commerce, and never ending prosperity. It was all the Slate family had ever known, all they had ever cared for, and they were certain that life was served to them on a silver platter if they had stayed. The family was made up of two people, a father and his son. The fathers name was Denis Henry Slate, a wealthy businessman who was the inventory manager in the Close Ridge City branch of the Skyline Company. Skyline mostly specialized in medicine and surgical equipment, however more recently they had began to produce... other things. The company had admitted to going on a different path with products, however they remained closed about what exactly they were producing. But back to the family. The sons name was Arthur Rutherford Slate, who was a student at CRC High School in the 10th grade. He never fully applied himself in all of his classes, and especially so in Algebra II, which he and his father were arguing about in the penthouse of the apartment complex that towered over Penn Street in downtown Close Ridge.

"Arthur, are you listening to me?" his father yelled at him. "You got a 46% on your Algebra exam! If you keep this up, you'll never get into any good colleges!"

Arthur was watching TV in the living room, his eyes were at the TV, but his ears and mind were somewhere else, drifting off to somewhere far away from the penthouse. However, he did catch the part about colleges, and so he responded, "Who cares about college?"

"Alright, thats it." His father walked over and shut of the TV, outraged at his son's audacity.

"Hey I was watching that!"

"I don't care. What are you thinking, son? That your old man is going to just let you slack off for the rest of your life? Hell no!" his father yelled. "You ARE going to college, whether you like it or not."

"No, I'm not! How can you possibly know what I am and am not going to do?" A heated stare was exchanged between the two, but Arthur won in the end, and his father looked away and sat down at the kitchen table.

"I don't know what I'm going to do with you son," his father said, not knowing anything else that he could possibly say. "If your mother was here, she would know exactly what to do."

His father drifted off to another planet. His mind was off of his deceased wife and his ungrateful son, but it was on something he had heard at work the other day. He heard it in bits and pieces, but it seemed of utmost importance to the people he had heard it from.

"One has escaped!" was one of the things that Denis had heard, and "We shall finally see how well our new product works then shall we?" was another. Even though he had heard only those two phrases, he had a feeling that something was up. He passed it off as hearing only an awkward part of an ordinary discussion, but still he had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach.

In the meantime, Arthur had snuck off to his room, and had turned on the television again and started watching the news.

"...In other news, a family in Burnstown was murdered in the early hours this morning by what appeared to be a vicious pack of animals. Police reports say that neighbors heard sounds of a struggle around 3 in the morning, and figured it was just the kids wrestling in the house again, like they supposedly often do. But in the morning it was discovered that the bodies were heavily mutilated, with two of them missing limbs, and..."

Arthur turned off the TV. "Poor saps. Sucks to be them." Arthur then went to the bathroom, got into his favorite pair of pajamas, and went to bed.

The End

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