Day One
After a couple of hours passed. Carlos woke up from the explosion that happened prior that night. .
Seeing that he wasn't in serious harm, Carlos stumbled out of the rubble he was in, left the motel room, and went to his family's car. Having lost the key during the explosion, Carlos decided to hotwire the car and succeeded. Once he hopped into the car. Carlos took as many things as he could before leaving. 2 backpacks, canned food, water, a family picture of him and his parents, knives, the Colt M4A1 carbine, and the Beretta 92FS pistol were all at hand. When he left the motel he saw nothing but death and destruction. The streets were filled with littered bodies and these deformed and decayed monsters were just roaming around and eating anything alive and moving.
A couple of stragglers were already chasing Carlos's car with all the noise it was making. After a couple of minutes of driving around the neighborhood, Carlos stopped the car and arrived in front of a mini market that he saw before the world went to shit. He then got out of the car and took one of the backpacks so he could gather some more supplies. Luckily, there were no people or walkers as he calls them, broken glass everywhere, and red streaks of what seemed to be blood as if bodies were dragged from the floor. There was a lot of canned food, water bottles, and things like that in the mini market. Strangely enough, Carlos practically had the whole building to himself. That is until he saw something in the reflection of one of the mirrors in the mini market.
"Huh, what the?"
Just then just as Carlos turned to see what was behind him. He quickly moved to his right side and fell. A bullet passed by Carlos and almost hit him if he didn't dodge. Out of the corner of Carlos's eye, he also managed to see that a sword was coming straight at him. As the attack missed, Carlos quickly turned around to face the other enemy and with his pistol shot the guy with the sword in the chest, killing the guy in the process. The other man with the pistol seeing this was more than just seething. He was enraged and screamed at the top of his lungs shooting at Carlos but missing all his shots. Carlos in a panic went behind the aisle next to him and pushed the shelf right on top of the stranger.
Just as Carlos was leaving the market with the things he gathered. At least a dozen walkers were going towards noise Carlos and the stranger made. Seeing this Carlos went back inside the mini market trying to find the back entrance of the building to dodge those walking monsters.
"GAAARRRRGHHH!!!! YOU'RE DEAD KID! *THWACK*
The stranger Carlos thought he left unconscious, punched Carlos straight in the face making him hit the wall and land on his side from the unexpected attack. When Carlos looked back up, he saw that the stranger wasn't paying attention to the walkers entering the building behind him. He looked around his surroundings and found the sword from the other stranger that he killed. Carlos then grabbed the sword and sprinted towards the back exit. When the stranger saw Carlos leaving in a hurry he was just about to go after him until he felt something pull his shoulder. As he turned he screamed in excruciating agony.
*Crunch* "AAAAAAHHHH"
The stranger was then bitten in the neck by the walkers behind him. About 5 more walkers were then ripping and eating at different parts of the stranger that attacked Carlos. When Carlos found the exit he turned back when he heard the screams of pain coming from the guy. Even though Carlos had seen these monsters rip people to shreds before just like his parents' situation. Seeing it again didn't make easier to watch than the first time and made him vomit right then and there. After he was done puking his guts out, Carlos then finally left the building and went straight to his car and put all the things he got in the back of the car before driving and leaving the mini market.
During the drive, Carlos was just driving aimlessly around the city with nowhere to go. Sure in the back of his head he thinks this is The Walking Dead universe but even then he can't actually prove anything. To Carlos, this could be several things but seeing the amount of coincidence, he started to think that maybe he truly was in the Walking Dead universe. First, the location he was in is Atlanta. Then there was the Hospital his Grandfather was located in sounded very familiar to him. Then there was the dispatch of soldiers and mass shootings that took place in that said hospital. Even with all this, Carlos in his mind couldn't really and truly believe he was in this universe of The Walking Dead. Sure he remembers that he once had a previous life and was then reincarnated into this new one. But even if this was the Walking Dead Universe. Carlos doesn't even remember much of the plot or even characters. Sure he remembers characters like Rick, Daryl, Carlos, Carl, and Lori but other than that he is in complete darkness.
Not only that but Carlos has never been in Georgia much less Atlanta until a few days ago. He had no map, no directions, no nothing to tell him where Rick and the camp his group was located during the early seasons of the show. With a sigh, Carlos then reached under the glove compartment and pulled out his deceased father's cigarettes he had under the glove compartment of the car. Carlos wasn't much of a smoker in this life or in his previous life, during this life because of the people he hung out with he did smoke here and there but never daily. Carlos was caught a few times by his parents but over the years they let it go and always told him to smoke outside. That may not have been the most responsible thing to do but because of the environment Carlos was raised in, they thought that so long as he didn't do something really illegal then he could smoke outside the house or with friends.
With the lighter Carlos had in his pocket he lit the cigarette and took a single puff before looking outside the road he was on. Seeing how it was getting dark soon and didn't want to waste more gas than he already did. Carlos just parked the car and kept smoking until his cigarette was done and dead before puffing out the last embers and throwing it out the window. He then put some air fresheners in the car to make the car smell nice and hopefully now draw in some strangers or other survivors and smelling cigarettes coming from this car and then taking all his loot. One of the things Carlos did was reach for the back trunk of the car to see if there were some dark clothes he could wear so that if survivors do pass by his car, they wouldn't think of looking inside because in his mind people who wear black are least likely to make people double back compared to if he wore something bright in the back car.
When he was scrambling behind the car he managed to find a plain black hoodie, a plain black poncho, and a black bandana. Carlos put the black hood underneath the poncho so that he could put the hood over his head and the bandana over his face so that people if people do look inside they can't see his face. Seeing how it was now approaching nighttime. After Carlos was done changing he quickly hid the food, water, weapons, the stolen sword, and anything else of importance underneath all the other clothes Carlos had inside the car. When he was done hiding everything he needed. His mind was now at ease and despite the screaming and shooting he heard out in the outskirts. Carlos then fell asleep.