I have a plan. I grew up with a zombie-apocalyptic paranoid group of friends. And all to often I found myself hopeful that it would happen, change all the crap we go through. Well now that its here... I still feel the same. Maybe I am not right in the head. But that has to be what it takes to survive. In the months leading up to Z-Day, I heard the stories, the rumors. People just kept getting sick. Falling over. Like the were dying. Some were dead, others just laid there, twitching. But they all got back up. The day things changed started off eerie. Quite, easy drive to work, almost no cars on the road. Still busy as ever at the Warehouse Supply were I worked. But I lived south, most of the traffic was coming from the north that day, like people were running. I was a supervisor there. And a damn good one. Everyone respected me. Well, most everyone. Guess that helped when someone had to step up. And I don't think anyone else could have pulled us through the crap that we've been through. I am always seven days ahead in planning. Have to be. And that is just barely enough. I always have a plan. It may not make sense, it may seem like suicide sometimes. Maybe it is. But it will always work. No, not everyone is going to make it. Maybe not even me one day. But, I have a plan.
At the time of the zombie outbreak I was...
Just getting to work at the Warehouse Supply. My family was at home. Things were getting weird so I made sure they had what they needed in case something like this happened. Enough until I could get back to them.
Weapon of choice for fighting zombies...
Custom made 1000 mw laser generator. A direct hit to the eyes takes them out of the game as long as you don't get too close. Stealth and patients.
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Random Browsing. Just like when you find that rare can of mountain dew. Oh why is it so hard to find?
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