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01/09/2008



Where to start...? The night held all sorts of new information. I was able to get in touch with quite a few of my friends throughout the night. Most of them are bunkered down at Mike Greene’s house (his dad is a fanatical ex-cop/martial artist, cant think of a better place to be.). The rest are unaccounted for as of yet but I still have hope. The infection has been contained in most of the more densely populated areas, although im not so sure that the “quarantine” is the… Continue

01/08/2008



Well, things haven’t gotten horrendously bad yet...and I do mean Yet. I managed to get hold of my parents who were at work when all of this fiasco started. Knowing that they would think that I was either high or had lost my mind if I tried to tell them the zombie apocalypse had finally come, I decided to use much more conventional methods to get them home. I told them that my pregnant sister had gone into labor and I didn’t know what to do. (Sometimes I can be so clever ;)… Continue

01/07/2008

Part 1

Well we definitely made it out of the stickiest situation of my life. Wow, where to start? Ok firstly our daring escape from the city...not 10 seconds had past since Brandon’s warning shout when I felt something whiz past my hear and saw the woman in front of me collapse with a resounding thud. It was this thud that brought me back to my senses. I quickly realized that Brandon had unleashed his longbow and was raining arrows upon the Undead (apparently he had been… Continue

01/06/2008



Sorry about not getting back to you sooner, but things have gotten, how shall I put this, rather hairy. Apparently, what is now being referred to as "the infection" began at the international airport near my home town (20 min away). After leaving the bar yesterday my friend and I drove to his house to grab some things (food, water, batteries, CB radio, and his bow and arrows, He is very Paranoid.) We then drove towards the city in order to try to get some answers, all the… Continue

01/05/2008



It was a day just like any other, driving down the interstate to meet a friend at a bar for drinks, stuck in traffic as usual. There were only a few clouds in the sky and it was a blistering gold day in January. I was only about 2 car lengths from my exit when in noticed what seemed to be a strange commotion a ways up ahead. Guessing that it was simply the accident that was holding me up for so long I cut around the traffic in the emergency pull off lane and preceded to… Continue