Dan Chiev 6th Period Final Draft

I Am Man



I’m alone. I’m the only one alive. I do the same thing everyday. In the morning I hunt and gather items I need for my apartment, then at night I bored up the apartment and survive. It all started five years ago. I was a former military scientist creating a vaccine for the current bird flu epidemic occurring in east Asia. I was first injected with the experimental vaccine for multiple reasons. The vaccine was successful. I was exposed to the bird flu and everything was alright. We were ready to distribute the vaccine.





After 3 months of the initial vaccine distribution, we were getting reports of horrible side effects of the vaccine. But these side effects would only occur at night. We would of like to immediately stopped the distribution of the vaccine and we did. But the victims who were injected with the vaccine could also spread this. It was a virus, and it was an outbreak. They turned into cannibals. The people who took the vaccine turned into cannibals. The cannibals turned their victims into cannibals. It soon spread to the whole world. They were nocturnal, only coming out at night. They were superiorly stronger than the average man and fast as a cheetah. There skin was a rugged dark gray and none of them had any hair. They all had long fangs with dark red eyes. They all looked identical to one another. There only weakness is the light.

At day, they would hide anywhere they can avoid the light. They would hide in dark abandoned building and even under the ground. Every night they would be outside my fortified apartment and try to enter. I hear their screams, their fights with one another. They want me, want me dead. They would love that. Five years of killing them, wouldn’t they want a shot with me?




Now I’m the only one left without the virus. I’m immune, somehow I’m immune. Maybe it was that prototype vaccine that I took. We did make minor changes before we began distribution. I thought that vaccine would help out the world, but instead it did the opposite.






I’m alone after 5 years after the virus outbreak. I live in this empty city filled with animals, trees, and empty streets. My apartment is a bunker basically; sand bags on the window, metal doors, and spotlights for those creatures. I don’t know how I managed to survive all this time. Maybe its because my dog, Max, is still with me. Or maybe I just can’ stand the fact on being like one of them.



March 18: 7 AM

Max and I are ready to leave the house. Last night was brutal, we didn’t know if we were able to survive or not. I was able to kill a few of them. Their bodies were destroyed by the bright morning sun.


March 18: 11 AM

Max and I just caught a big deer. I shot it with my M4. Kind of gruesome isn’t it? I still don’t know why the animals chose to live in the city, but that just gives us more food. Even without the cannibals coming out at day time, it is still dangerous. There are many animals hunting at this time. It doesn’t hurt to keep Max by my side.


March 18: 4 PM

I just had a vigorous 5 hour workout. I'm just willing to do anything to make the time pass by. Its almost time. Better give Max a bath first.

March 18: 6 PM

Arrrgh. Its time. I just boarded up the windows, recharged the spotlights, and locked the doors. I hate this part of the day.



March 19: 6 AM

It's over. For 12 hours I tried to survive. They pierced the front door, but luckily I shined the spotlight on them. That did enough to scare most of them away. One did manage to climb up onto the roof but luckily the stupidity of it forgot that the roof is lined with metal spikes and it was stuck there till morning. I survived, but tomorrow I'll just do the exact same thing.