Nearing the End

The infestation grows daily and few humans have managed to survive. Somehow I have remained among the living. Yes, no one is quite as shocked as I myself am. With poor aim and hand-eye coordination as well as little ability to run, I truly believed that I would perish long before this day.

Yesterday was my first contact with members of the horde. As I left my Early American Lit class, and roamed too far to reenter the building upon seeing the scourge. This zombie seemed surprised and stopped for a moment, looking at me confused before realizing I was among the living.

Upon confirming this he began to run, cutting off my escape and shouted a war cry to his mates. "Human!" he yelled. Steps pounded behind me and in front of me the zombie stood between me and my sanctuary. Sending up a hope and a prayer, I shot.

And luck was on my side for the shot was true and the zombie when down, incapacitated for the time being. I blew past him and made in it inside before his fellows caught up. One minor victory but a victory nonetheless. My foes temporarily thwarted.

More brushes with the enemy occurred but none with real threat of death. The horde grows ever larger; only 74 humans remain from our original number of over 300. More friends have fallen and only three of us remain alive. Who will be next? And when will we be delivered from this fate?

This will be my last transmission. Each day I continue to live is a miracle. Too many friends have fallen and if I survive tomorrow, I will relinquish my humanity and join them. I cannot continue in a life where those I love are trying to devour my brains. This is my choice. I shall not waver. May god deliver us all.

Book Blog: Hotel Vampire

How cool would it be to go someplace actually named that? Although they'd have to have different sections of vampire for it to work. They could have a section off in the corner for the Twilight fangirls and then another section for the horror/gothic form of vampire, like Dracula or maybe even Anne Rice. And then a section for the romance vampire geeks (like me). It's be awesome.

Anyway, here's this week's book post. Just two books, but they're good ones. And there's light! Enjoy.

Living on Borrowed Time

Day two and the outbreak is raging strong. Forty percent of our population was wiped out in the first day and I fear many more casualties are in store before this epidemic is quelled for good. More friends have fallen and I fear the virus has turned their minds toward evil intents. Lisa has marked me for death and now Libby too has fallen. I fear my time left with my humanity intact will be all too brief

Shut away from the world, hiding with provisions and amusements of simpler times*, I had planned to give tips to my fellow humans on how to survive the harsh days ahead. But some of the zombies retain their intelligence and literacy and I cannot be certain my helpful hints will not be turned to my downfall. So I can only offer the advice many veterans are familiar with.

1. Travel in a group, preferably a group with at least one skilled combat veteran. True, if there are eight humans in a group when zombies attack you may escape even if all in the group are novices who can't hit targets reliably, but not all of your group will live. At least one skilled to two unskilled is an ideal ratio

2. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT eat in the Commons. Yes, the lines themselves are safe to hide in. But once you enter, there is but one exit out. And who know who else knows this exit? Every single freakin' zombie on campus. And they will be waiting for you.

3. If you move around a lot, you are likely to attract the attention of the horde. This means if you have the ability to stay put do it. Yes, this may mean you end up spending hours sitting in Carver Gym (Yes I am speaking from experience but to all the zombies reading this, I will not be in this position again so you won't be able to wait and trap me). But it also means you may be alive at the end of the day.

4. If you can, avoid Red Square (or whatever your version of Red Square is). This is an open space with little cover and a lot of opportunity for the zombies to chase you down before you manage to reach anywhere safe. A fast runner may make it...but do you want to bet your humanity on it?

5. Practice nonchalance and stealth. If you are seen darting from building to building, guns blazing, zombies are going to spot you a little easier. It's just a product of you looking like you're fleeing for your life; it triggers some kill instinct in them. If you however walk calmly (quickly, but not frantically) between buildings, holding your gun at your side or even in a bag, you're harder to pick out as a human.

That's all I can safely give. I pray my few remaining friends travel safely and retain their humanity. I'll see you on the other side.

*Shut up, I know the computer is not old timey but I spent most of my day without it

It Begins

At seven this morning, the outbreak struck Bellingham. The plague turns innocent college students into being ravenous for the brains of their peers, their family, their friends. They no longer are those we love but beings of pure hunger and malice. Reasoning will not stop them. Your only course of action is to stun them and run as fast a far as you can.

We at first believed the outbreak could be contained. Few were infected, if we could only quarantine them quickly enough...but no, they escaped our attempts at isolation and it was all over. The attack began in earnest and many quickly fell to the mob.

Somewhat pessimistic about the chances of a quarantine's success, I was prepared when I left my dorm for class this morning, armed with the weapons needed to keep me alive. I knew the safer course would be to hole up in my room and wait for an antidote to be found and the outbreak contained. But graduation is near and I can't rick missing class to live in fear.

I stick to lesser known routes, avoiding the death trap that is Red Square as much as possible. I hop between the buildings, using them as cover. The virus that has made the zombies crave human gray matter has left their limbs incapable of turning door handles. Inside I am safe. Outside...is another matter entirely.

I make it to class alive, paranoid but intact. Then after class begins the trial of returning to my room, making it back when many more humans have been turned and those who slept late have begun to stir. I meet humans along the trek back and we watch each others' backs for the brief moments we are going the same direction. One helps me back to my room and it is clear he is a hunter, not one to hide in the face of danger.

I am alive, but many of my friends have fallen. Lisa, was one of those infected with the original virus, doomed from the beginning. And as the day wears on, more of those I know fall to the horde. First Alex, then Marie. Hanna, Andre, Brian, even Cameron who has been warrior among the humans. One by one they fall and I am left wondering, who will be left when this all ends? And will I even survive that long?

*This post is brought to you by the Spring game of WWU's Humans vs. Zombies