Have you read Lockdown? Do you want to find out more about Michelle's story? It's featured in Unleash the Undead - http://amzn.to/1T5p303 - and here is a sample of that story!

1. Michelle
By Samie Sands
Where am I? What’s going on? My vision keeps blurring and I don’t know how to
stop it. If I could just see straight for one second, I might be able to work out where I am.
Why does everything hurt? I keep grabbing hold of my leg, certain that there’s blood
pouring from a wound somewhere, but I can’t remember enough to be sure.
What’s that noise? That groaning...the growling? I glance around wildly trying to
locate the source of the hideous sound, but I’m dizzy...too dizzy...
I wake up collapsed in a heap on the ground. What happened to me? A face pops into
my peripheral vision, is it someone I know? “Help.” I call out weakly, but my voice is too
hoarse for it to be heard.
Then a flicker of memory returns. Zombies. Of course, everywhere is slowly
becoming infested with zombies. Wasn’t I with people? Where are my group? I must have
somehow gotten separated.
Panic sets in as I realise the person heading towards me is no longer alive. I try and
force myself upright but the stress on my body is too much. I’m hurt, really injured. How did
that happen? It’s damn annoying that I have no idea what led me to being here.
I shuffle backwards, trying not to let that undead bastard get to me. This is seriously
fucked up, who knew that I’d end up living smack bang in the middle of a horror movie? I
want to laugh at the absurdity of the situation, but it’s far too tragic.
As the thing draws near enough for me to smell him, some sort of life-preserving
adrenaline kicks in and I’m able to haul myself into an upright position, although I can’t
muster up enough energy to run. I hobble along, grateful that zombies are so slow. If they
weren’t I have to accept that I’d already be dead by now.
What I need to do is find myself somewhere to hide out until I recover enough to
move at a reasonable pace, or at the very least until I have my memory back.
Think, think, think!