When the outbreak first broke out, I was at the gym. I remember it well, I was doing my daily cardio work on the threadmill and someone had collapsed at the bikes. It was the same guy who half an hour earlier complained that someone had bitten him.
Little did I know at the time butt I was about to have my first encounter with a Zombie. I had assumed he collapsed due to the loss of blood from a bite wound. I mean, it was pretty strange….but who goes to the gym with a bite on their hand.
Of course most survivers that I have met all remember where they where and what they doing because from that moment in our whole lives would change.