Friday, June 24, 2011
So we moved to another location. Apparently there are a bunch of underground tunnels. Safer travels. Still won’t tell me much. Just orders me to follow her, or sit down and shut up. I guess I am taking all the shit cause I don’t know my way out of here. No clue where I am. Last time I was outside the zombies were too many to handle. Hopefully she is leading me to a good place to get out of here.
I can’t write when she is around. Too much complaining. I guess she wants my help, but when I try to help, she says she doesn’t need it. Not sure what to do. Like now, she said she was going to go get some food. I asked to come along, but she said no. To stay put. Ok. But if she were to walk in right now, she would yell at me for writing. Oh well. Wonder where she keeps going. She leaves, and comes back with weapons. Leaves and comes back with food. She probably doesn’t trust me yet. I can understand that. Maybe if she would just give me some clue to what is going on. I am really interested in knowing how she has survived to this point. Obviously she has some kind of routine. I am just a spectator at this point.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Cheryl. That’s her name. Feisty Cheryl. Asking what I’m doing writing in this stupid book. I told her it is not like I have anything better to do. She was like “how about surviving.” Also mentioned maybe she wouldn’t have had to save my ass. Lesson 1, don’t talk back to Cheryl. Lesson 2, don’t ask her questions. Of course I wanted to know more about her. How she got here, how she has survived, and stuff like that. I’ll just say her overall answer was “no comment” and that’s putting it nicely. Maybe I
Yesterday was almost the end of me. Got stuck in a drugstore. I was looking for stuff when in came several zombies, who were apparently also shopping, but for me. While my attention was on them, I didn’t notice the ones that were already in the store. I think I let them out without noticing. I keep thinking about it, and I am just not sure where they came from. If it wasn’t for them knocking into shit coming at me, I probably wouldn’t have known they were there. It was crazy running from aisle to aisle trying to lose them. At one point they finally trapped me in an aisle, and I had to climb the shelves to escape. It turned out helping me escape because it gave me a chance to see just how many of them there were, and the best way to make it to the exit. I really didn’t want to use the rest of my bullets unless it was necessary. I had to shoot the first couple that took me by surprise, but that was all I could afford to use. I had just enough in me to make the jump to another aisle, and then make the dash to the exit. I turned my ankle when I jumped down, but there was no time for pain. I got out just in time because more zombies were coming in the direction of the store. That would have made it too many of them in to handle in one store. But it also meant the chase had just begun. Run, run, run. That was when I was saved. I came around a corner, and there was a woman standing right there. She told me to go into this door, and I didn’t even think twice. As I entered it, I heard the gunfire she unleashed on them. Before I could catch my breath, she came inside, and led me into this basement. Well secured place. Didn’t hear anything from another zombie at that point. Of course I thanked her. I am not sure if she is happy to see me, but for now I am happy she was there. She told me to relax, which I am gladly doing. She has been busy doing stuff all morning. I look forward to finding out what her story is.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Feels like all the zombies know I’m here. Like some announcement was made. “Attention all zombies, Max has entered the city. It’s feeding time!” Ridiculous. There has to be a good to place to hide around here. If it weren’t for those weapons I found, I don’t think I would have made it this far. Almost used up everything. I really was hoping to enjoy being back in a city, but the woods aren’t looking so bad right about now.
Been on the run for days. Zombies wasted little time trying to get me. They were hungry. Killed them, and more picked up the trail. That sign was for real. The closer I get the more zombies there are. I can see buildings, and a big problem, more zombs in between me and the buildings. Can’t turn back now. I just have to find a good time to make my move. There has to be somewhere safe to hide over there. A car that works. Something. Mississippi might turn out to be as much fun as Arkansas.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Damn! Woke up, looked outside, and zombies are circling the building. Maybe they picked up my scent. They haven’t attacked yet so I’m trying just to hold out hope they go away again. If not, it looks like I am going to put these weapons to use. Going to look
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Good news bad news day. Good news found myself some weapons. Bad news I’m going to need them. There are zombies. Saw them from the tree I am currently hiding in. Not sure what they are doing. Just roaming around. Not sure if they are looking for me, maybe something else. Nothing else better to do. What a boring life the zombie has. When not chasing food, they just stand around. I guess that keeps their stress down unless they are hungry. Oh well, I am going to watch them for a while before deciding what to do.