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The Mayans were right and the world nearly ending on December 21, 2012. Though there were no cataclysmic explosions or mind shattering earthquakes, the world did fall apart that day. A cancer research center in southern Anchorage, Alaska was working on the ultimate cure when a miss calculation caused a virus to break out through the lab. Before the scientists could figure out what was going on, they were crazed zombies running about attacking the humans. All but one scientist got infected that day. Austin the chemical guy was currently working with unstable molecules that day. Lucky for him, he was in an air tight room where nothing could break through. The minute he realized what was happening, he made a quick dash to the emergency exit and ran to his Jeep Wrangler where he grabbed his Colt revolver from under his seat and a baseball bat from his trunk. From past knowledge of video games and movies, Austin knew that he had to fight back against the zombies before they broke for the city and spread the virus by attacking the civilians. He snapped on his gun holster and loaded his pockets with all the ammo he had. With below freezing temperatures, Austin put on his parka and was ready for business. The first zombie that came at him in the snow covered parking lot was one of the security guards from the research center. With his steady aim, Austin fired his Colt and nailed the zombie in the throat. Still moving around on the ground, the zombie was slowly dying away. One more clean shot to the head ended the zombie's life. Again with past knowledge, Austin knew that it was important to save up on the ammo as much as possible. He decided to put the revolver away and use his Louisville Slugger instead. Before he went into the lab, he took the gun, ammo, and other utilities such as a lighter and flashlight off the lifeless zombie's belt. "The more the better," Austin thought. As he slowly crept up to the entrance of the lab, he could here the growls and hollers from the zombies. The one thing the chemical guy knew was that the only way he would get infected was by a bite wound from a zombie. With a solid grip on his bat, the automatic doors opened and Austin jumped into the lab. Two zombies were in the room and charged at Austin. With his lefty swing, Austin connected with the first zombie and knocked it out cold. Unfortunately, the weapon of wood snapped on contact and splintered in the air. Austin was left with a broken handle in his hand. As Zombie number came rampaging towards Austin, the chemical guy rammed the handle in the zombie's eye. Dead. Just to be sure, Austin brought out his colt and shot the knocked out zombie. There were five more zombies in the experiment room. Austin was going to use his guns for this end battle. He loaded them up fully and was ready to attack. Austin kicked in the door and let loose with his guns. BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG! Beakers were exploding glass all over the place and zombies were flailing all over the place. Austin hit them all but he could here them groaning on the ground. His guns were out of bullets and his bat was broken. Then he remembered the lighter he snatched off of the security guard. The experiment room was covered in spilled chemicals. As the chemical guy, Austin knew that these substances were highly flammable. He took out the lighter, flicked his thumb and flipped the lighter into a mixed puddle of chemicals. The floor ignited and Austin took off to the exit. As Austin reached the parking lot, the entire lab exploded and knocked Austin into the snow. He had stopped the zombies from getting out and saved the world from the zombie apocalypse. The Mayans might have predicted that zombies would evolve, but they never would have thought that a chemical guy with a gun and bat could have prevented it with a kick but explosion!