who's your messiah now?
Jun. 13th, 2008 10:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dredpiratebunnyi found this blackberry i'm posting on in the scuffle, still works, screen only slightly smeared with undead fluids. it's down to me.
there were too many of them.
one by one we ran out of ammo, blunt objects, energy to keep fighting, will to live.
we didnt count on them going to the roof and coming in through the sky lights. damn shoddy construction in that new area....i dont care how ritzy it was supposed to make this place. natick collection? a collection of undead.
what stragglers we had amassed either got bit or used their last bullets to shoot themselves. i couldnt do that. i still had a bat and brain, and i'll be damned if i'm letting them eat it.
Buster was quick but there were just too many, his fists were covered in goo as he'd punch through their skull cavities. he was like a wall. then he got bit. he looked at me, and our eyes connected and i fucking ran. he knew he'd hold them off as long as he could.
it's just me now...and they can goddamn smell me. of all the fucking days to bleed. theyre quiet out there, makes me think they get smarter the longer they live. and here i am in the near dark in the back room of FYE, of all places. and i can hear them huffing at the door.
back here i have box cutters, a helium tank, a nasty dorm fridge and some wire rack parts. hardly useful. i still have the bat though, and those fuckers? if they take me, you can bet your ass i'm taking more of them with me.
anyone still out there? anyone still alive? if i make it through the night, i'm headed for the coastline....
there were too many of them.
one by one we ran out of ammo, blunt objects, energy to keep fighting, will to live.
we didnt count on them going to the roof and coming in through the sky lights. damn shoddy construction in that new area....i dont care how ritzy it was supposed to make this place. natick collection? a collection of undead.
what stragglers we had amassed either got bit or used their last bullets to shoot themselves. i couldnt do that. i still had a bat and brain, and i'll be damned if i'm letting them eat it.
Buster was quick but there were just too many, his fists were covered in goo as he'd punch through their skull cavities. he was like a wall. then he got bit. he looked at me, and our eyes connected and i fucking ran. he knew he'd hold them off as long as he could.
it's just me now...and they can goddamn smell me. of all the fucking days to bleed. theyre quiet out there, makes me think they get smarter the longer they live. and here i am in the near dark in the back room of FYE, of all places. and i can hear them huffing at the door.
back here i have box cutters, a helium tank, a nasty dorm fridge and some wire rack parts. hardly useful. i still have the bat though, and those fuckers? if they take me, you can bet your ass i'm taking more of them with me.
anyone still out there? anyone still alive? if i make it through the night, i'm headed for the coastline....
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Date: 2008-06-14 02:47 am (UTC)We are here.
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Date: 2008-06-14 03:10 am (UTC)i dunno if i can make it...but its good to know some of you survived!
i dont know how much battery this fekking thing has...
and those zombie asshats are still outside the door.
i'll try to post again if i can get out of here...
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Date: 2008-06-14 03:15 am (UTC)We're holed up in a warehouse with ample supplies. We're making napalm. We have enough household chemicals to singe everything dead within a thousand miles.
19 delta! Cav scouts! Serving crispy undead since the Zombie Apocalypse. HU-AH!