Zombie L's Page

Today is April 25, 2006; it is 1:00PM. The infection is spreading exponentially faster than last week. I’m fearful I won’t be able to protect my loved ones. I’m striving to make positive decisions, but I don’t have any guns. It feels like it’s raining hypodermic needles, and I’ve no umbrella. I’ve discovered that paranoia is the key to survival. One must be mobile as well; remaining in a single location for too long, may result in contentment, security, and eventually infection and… Continue