the rain is making things more than soggy

when i left the house this morning the traffic seemed not so bad, but the closer i got to work it took longer and longer to go through traffic lights. there were even some cars abandoned. I'm also really glad i dont need to drive route 9 right now. just looking out my window and car after car, and all these horns going off. plus we've got panhandlers or something out there? one or two random guys weaving in through the cars and trucks.


I couldnt even stop for coffee this morning! there was an ambulance with lights on, but the shop looked abandoned. decided it was for the best if i keep going.

Holy crap, as i'm sitting here a truck just hit one of those wandering dudes. WTF? and i just lifted up my phone but there's no signal here in the office. OK, well these contracts arent going to file themselves....

all by myself....until

about 15 minutes ago there was all this commotion outside the office door. the one that leads into the stairwell is locked all the time, thank god, because someone, or someTHING was trying really damn hard to get in. i had to sneak over to the other door and relock it, as its usually open during business hours.

just as the door clicked shut again, this....this, thing...stumbled around the corner. caught site of me in the window and somehow tried to go faster to get to me. i'm normally one to help, but this female thing was not looking normal, you know?

out of nowhere, her head snaps forward, and she collapses. the guy who delivers the soda and coffee to the office is out of the elevator. (apparently he's been hurling 12 ounces of aluminum pressurized ammo at these things.) we make eye contact and realize neither of us is infected. i unlock the door and tell him to get in.

he tells me that he's been doing corporate beverage service up and down route 9 all morning. that it wasn't until the last hour that people started stumbling out of doors and wandering around aimlessly. the last half hour, the aimlessness began to focus with intensity, and these people, if you can call them that anymore, began to attack other humans. i can see his truck from my window, its covered in blood and bits and pieces. he says his name is Larry.

At this point i start to wish i'd stayed at the viking's house last night, where i know theres a few rifles and a shiny S&W just itching to be used. *sigh* no time to waste on those kind of thoughts. Time to inventory the office and see what i can use for defense.

geared up and time to go

the office inventory has left me not as well prepared as i would like. the sharpest we have are a few pairs of scissors, but who wants to get that close? One of the offices has a few baseball bats in it (thank god for company softball teams!). Larry and i each have one, aluminum for him, solid hickory for me. good thing I've been working on my arm strength recently. still wish i had something a little better.

we're holed up in the office still, but more and more these creatures are stumbling into the building and trying to get in. before it got bad, we tried to see if anyone else on this floor was still here. the office at the other side of the hall wasn't so lucky.

the receptionist there tried to push back the door on two of them trying to get at her, but she couldn't do it. they got in and she had no where to run. by the time Larry and i could do anything she was already on the floor, and these things were just pulling her apart, even eating her. i nearly lost my lunch. needless to say, we got back into my office and relocked the door.

things were getting worse. we know we need a plan to get out of here and find better weapons and supplies. there's a home depot and a sporting goods store i could probably get to, thank you full tank of gas. i suggest to Larry we try to get downstairs and to his truck or my car. he is hesitant to go, but after seeing how more than one infected can overtake someone, i know i can sway his opinion. we just need to be smart.

not sure how much internet access I'll have after we leave, but with any luck the towers will still be going. so far the power is holding strong. wish us luck, its time to see if all that athletic training has paid off.

flight and fight

oh god...everything is....terrible. its all kind of blurry, but i think i need to get it out.

we managed to get down the stairwell and out the lobby doors. the glass was all smashed out and there was one thing stumbling around down there, missing a foot. luckily we were able to swing bats at that mofo until it went down.

Larry forgot his keys upstairs and we werent willing to risk our luck to go back in so we took my car. for now this part of rt 9 was quiet even though i could see i'd need some creative driving skills ahead. there were cars in random places everywhere wo i ended up using a lot of back roads. not sure that was the best choice. there were dead and half dead bodies all around. half dead because they would start to wake up after we drove by like they had caught scent of fresh meat.

about 3 miles out from the home depot i got a flat tire hopping a curb around a car. the coast was clear so Larry and i decided to huff it over to the depot to supply up and maybe find the keys to their rental trucks.

and then everything went to hell.

Larry couldnt keep up. and out of nowhere this...horde....started creeping out of the side of the road. i tried to help him but i couldnt. he tripped over a curb and went down hard, busting his knee. the smell of blood in the air whipped up the horde into a frenzy...i tried to pull Larry along but one of them got a hold of him and i had to keep running. i mean, i only just met the guy right? its ok, right? crap. i couldnt even save him from his slow death because i still didnt have a gun. my last sight of him was him struggling against them all but he soon was torn apart, hi cries ceasing.

i resolved to make his sacrifice count. i ran like hell (thank you 5K training).

managed to get to the store and pry open the doors and shut them again. how is there nobody here? i thought for sure i'd find other folks hiding out, stocking up.

wireless still working here somehow, and now i'm going to go fortify the doors and find better weapons.

folly

i forgot how big this store is. i forgot that in the far end of the store there's a loading dock. i forgot to check it and make sure it was closed. stupid stupid.

the lights are flickering, a final sign that things are not going well all over. I've seen the reports coming through twitter. its not looking good...for anyone.

oh god i can hear them. scratching at the door....at the walls....
i'm holed up in the office with a few propane tanks and an axe. there was a small revolver in a lock box in the desk, but only 2 rounds.

the door is starting to move again....they can hear me sniffling.

this is not going to end well.

shit, theyre getting in. tell my mom i love her.....

*boom*