The Zombie War Journals Part 1March 31stAnother sleepless night, another night when I watch the sun rise and from the way things are going it may be my last. At 5 am we received word that a zombie escaped the Veritas Water Co. Laboratories. As of last night 483 of us were hired as a backup for Ret Roper, who sent out the to shut down the water company. It seemed like a good idea, but now we have bigger fish to fry. 482 this morning God only knows how many will be left by the end of the day.7:04 AmThe buzz of my cellphone shatters my latest attempt to sleep. It's my Roommate. She saw her first zombie, the infection has to be spreading fast if there's infected in our area. That or we're just unlucky. I'd say unlucky
She knew this one. Things are going to be worse for me. My shift is at half past one. And God be damned if it wasn't a commute through quarantine areas .11:00 AmThe Horde has almost doubled. Thankfully Hayley made it back without a scratch, but there'
Stop Hunting for EntertainmentHeads held high, they prowl through the landThe blood of the flock seeping into the grass and sandIt's dark and cold, no signs of lifeTheir eyes glow yellow, fangs as sharp as a knifeBut not as sharp as the shot in the nightOr that scream of rage into the skyThe first one yelps as it hits the floorHe looks over the flocks corpses and his hatred grows moreThey spy the poor man, between the barn and a haystackHe's not scared of them they're only one packHe's got a gun, now they don't stand a chanceNow they'll feel the vengeance of the broke mans danceHe pulled back the trigger, and killed one beast so brisklyAn end so fast and painless it would be the sheep's envyThey run for the plain they'll be back they seem to sayBut no, the hunter glares, not another day.It's karma my friends, you killed his whole herdTurned your noses up to the flocks meat but left the carnage, unalteredNow here is your reward, you beasts of warStop hunting the sheep, the fa