so i found the mini-paragraph i wrote for the beginning of a teen wolf zombie apocalypse fic…
No one knows for sure how it happened or why, just that one day everything was completely normal and out of nowhere it became 28 Days Later. The Argents blame the Hales, of course. At least Papa Argent does, but he’s half-blind and mostly deaf and all crazy at ninety-nine years of too-freakin’-old, so nobody takes what he has to say seriously. They wouldn’t admit to it anyway, though nobody quite looked at the Hales the same after word got out.