March 26, 2013

Do you remember where you were when life as we know it came to a screeching halt? Thats the question nowadays. I'm not talking about 9/11 or another terrist attack or a presidental election. I'm talking about when the dead came back to life. For me, I was on my way to get something to eat. I was a few miles from my apartment when I saw someone staggering down the sidewalk. I thought to my self, pretty early to get hammered. Then as I got a little closer, I could tell that his left arm was covered in blood. A woman jogging towards him stopped right by him. I'm guessing she was trying to see if he was alright. Its always the good sumaritan that winds up getting it first. The man lunged at her and knock her on the ground and started biting her. Blood was everywhere. Everything unfolded in a matter of seconds as I was driving by. I was staring and almost ran into the car in front of me. Then I saw another staggering man and then a woman. All of a sudden there were five and then ten. All bloody and attacking anyone near them. I immediately turned my car around and drove back home. I was so scared. I just wanted to get home and lock the door and turn on the TV. Thats when you find out really what kind of person you are, when in the middle of a crisis. Me? I was scared shitless and ran back home like a coward. I could have tried to save someone, but I didn't. I made it home and locked the door and tuned in to the local stations on the TV. They were all talking about the dead coming back to life and telling people to stay in their homes. Thats exactly what I did. I didn't have any family to worry about, so I just kept my door locked and tried to be quiet. That was 3 days ago. By the evening of the first day, the first television station went off the air. A few more in the middle of the night. Now there's nothing. Same with the radio. I have peeked out the curtains a couple times and see zombies wandering around. That's what I'm calling them because thats what they are. I'm keeping this diary in case I don't make it and someone cares about my story. Or on the other hand, if mankind does survive, then people will remember what we went through when the zombie apocolypse broke out. Either way, it helps to write. It passes the time. Pass the time until what I have no idea. There has to be some more people out there somewhere. Maybe I'll start by looking for other survivors.

Reboot

I have decided to wipe the slate clean and start again with "My Undead World." Its going to be the same principle, but just a fresh start. The nightmare is not over. Its just beginning...again!

Still Alive

Day 48: Well I couldn't end it all. I didn't have the courage. After all, who would watch out for Eeyore? Funny how a dog is the one to bring me back from the edge of suicide. I still don't know what to do now, though. I have not gone back outside since broke into this house. I have taken a couple peeks outside and there are only a handful of zombies outside. I searched the house and found enough canned goods to last a few days. I think I'll just stay in here til I need supplies. Then head towards Fort McCoy. Hopefully things there will be a little safer in this crazy and dangerous world.

Dead Island

The video game Dead Island comes out next week. It looks like it will be so much fun. I can't wait.

Dead

Day 47: Dead! They're all dead! I don't know what happened. I don't know if someone didn't shut a door tight or someone fell asleep. I just woke up to screaming. There were hundreds of zombies in the store. They got in somehow and caught us off guard. I fought as many as I could, but didn't do enough. I saw the bodies of the Halloway family. All of them torn limb from limb. Rick was no where in sight, so I fended the undead off and somehow escaped the store with one pistol and a backpack full of food. Eeyore managed to make it out too and followed me til I ran out of breath and broke into a house for the night. I can't believe it. Its just like the day this all started again. I didn't do a damn thing to help them. Maybe if I would have taken the night shift or took more precautions this would not have happened. I feel like such a failure. Is it really worth running anymore? Is God punishing me? Maybe I'll just give in and just shot myself in the head. I wouldn't want to come back as one of them. I don't know what to do...

The Walking Dead

In case you watched it on AMC and couldn't get enough, The Walking Dead comes to DVD and Blu-ray on March 8. I watched it and thought it was really good. I can't wait for the second season. I'll just have to pick up the first one and watch it over and over again until then.

Departure

Day 46: William went through with his plan today and headed for Fort McCoy along with most of his group. Four decided to say with Thomas and I. Rick was a loner that joined with William a week ago in Greenville. His parents passed away many years ago and he didn't have much family or friends. It took some convincing from William in order for Rick to join him. He spent most of his life alone and was what he was used to. The Halloway Family joined William 2 weeks ago in Kaukauna. They were under attack by the militia. I don't even know why I call them that. Its kind of a term I just applied to them in this journal. We all have different names for them. I don't think militia really fits though. Let's just call them bandits, since they take what the want and are only out for themselves. Anyway, to get back to the Halloway Family. William and his group helped fight off the bandits and the family joined with him. They never really thought going to Fort McCoy was such a good idea, but being with a bigger group was safer than being alone, they thought. Eric and Juliet are the parents of 10 year old Abby. The four of them thought staying here was much safer than taking their chances out there. I tried to get William to take some vehicles instead of making the trek on foot. He said no, though, because the sound would attract more of the undead. The departed in the early afternoon. I hope they made it to some place safe before the sun went down. I wish him luck on his journey and maybe we will run into each other again.

After William left, Thomas, Rick, Eric and I inspected the building to make sure it was safe and secure with no way for the undead to get in. Just before bed, we all discussed our safety here and agreed that we could always use more firepower. We managed to get 2 assault rifles and 5 extra clips from the bandits. Thats all we could find before the undead noticed us and made their way towards us. That leaves us with 2 assault rifes, 2 handguns, and a shotgun. We decided that Rick and I are going to travel up to Appleton in search of more. Its going to be dangerous, but worth the risk if it will make us safer against the zombies and anymore bandits out there. We are going to work out the details in the morning and head out just before noon.