David Davenport has not received any gifts yet
It was just a normal day, my alrm woke me at 6:30, i got showered had breakfast watched a the news, the riots in London were gettign worse, people killing each other trying to get into hospitals, they still had hope that there was some kind of cure, with the police over run the army was ordered to restore peace, overnight, more riots had broken out in just about all the southern counties, but it was more, the rioters did not stop when shot at they just kept going. I thought it was just desperation and shear panic, little did i know.
I finished my breakfast and went to work, the roads were pritty much empty like what i expected under martial law, at least working in telecommunications i could at least get out during the day.
When i got to my office, 10 of the 12 people in my team had not shown up, it was just the start of a bad day, a real bad day.
For the past few days, I have been watching the local hospital, I was hoping to raid the pharmacy there. I'm not sure why, but there is a large group of zombies outside, more than I have ever seen, I counted 34 but there could be more.
I cannot belive that pritty much everybody is dead!
My friends, family, people from work, hell i think i would hug Steve from accounts and my god i hated that prick!
I've been surviving by scavenging from houses, more beans and corned beef then i care to mention i dont know whih smells worse me or the living dead!
So i've mostly been traveling by night, resting and eating by day, it keeps me warm, and you can hardly see the camp fire in day…Continue