They're Coming
They're coming.
We've holed up in the upstairs bathroom, and following our Zombie Survival Guide, we've destroyed the stair case. But now they're building a ramp made out of the bodies of our neighbors. Once they kill someone, they bring the body and dump it on the pile. In my usual fashion, I'm inappropriately curious about how beings whose brains are putrefying can figure out how to build such a structure. I don't know how many of our neighbors have succumbed - we have no way to communicate with them since the cell towers and the central office were overrun.
I'm a bit worried about the SmartBoy - he was working today, and we haven't seen him. He wasn't answering his cell before the towers stopped working. I can only hope he's okay, and that he remembers the lessons from the Guide.
We can probably last another three days up here, providing they don't reach the second floor. That doesn't seem likely, as they've already piled bodies half-way up the distance.
Good luck.
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3 comments:
Drink some coffee, that usually gets rid of the zombies around my house.
However, you seem to be handling the zombie apocalypse well. Just saying.
just remember, axes and swords dont run out of bullets
can we do this again, in say 27 more days?
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