Odds are you’re like me. You have a boring job, and a wife or girlfriend. Maybe you have some kids, maybe you have a dog. You have a mortgage, or rent, or whatever. And your job isn‘t just boring, I mean it’s mind-numbing, where people walk around like zombies everyday. An actual zombie apocalypse would at least mean you could do something about it. (The sound of a pump action shotgun being loaded clicks in the background)

Welcome to my life……

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Fire

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It was about three weeks when I started to see light through the rubble. I set it up so that I'd be able to break through in the morning. I don't know how well the zombies can see, but I know I'm better in the light....

I peered through the rubble into the morning light. It probably would've hurt my eyes if I hadn't held off waiting for the right moment. Consequently, it had been about five days of pretty bright light through the debris. I didn't know what to expect, but what I saw didn't surprise me. There on the sidewalk two zombies were shuffling along. I didn't make any noise and they didn't see me. I wasn't really out of my hole yet. I saw another one way to my right. He must have been a construction worker as he had the garb. It didn't look like he'd be able to make me if I was careful.

I slowly crawled out of the rubble and adjusted to my settings. I was in a collapsed building, but perhaps at the edge, as the building across the street seemed relatively untouched. I wasn't sure which direction to go. Then I heard the noise behind me. The construction zombie had moved closer and saw me. He moved to grab me, but I was quicker. I used a piece of re-bar to slam him behind the knees and buckling him over. He moaned and called out. His calls alerted another construction worker and police zombie a bit further behind. The moved my direction. I sprang into action and skated down the rubble, making sure to bring my re-bar club with me. Alas, these were not slow shuffling zombies, as they picked up speed quickly to follow. I went straight across the street for an alley. It seemed I could outpace them for the moment.

I burst out of the alley onto the other side and my stock did not improve. It was a busy street filled with them. One was right next to me reaching out and moaning. He must have been a banker or something before he turned. Still a quick slap to the side of the head with my re-bar and he was out of commission. But again, not great as the commotion alerted everyone on the street. Most of the zombies just stood there but a small group approached. I waved my re-bar to fend them off. It seemed to work for a moment, but then I realized my folly as I was jolted from behind. My world went black......

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