Featured Blog Posts – August 2009 Archive (11)

Police Report

SOURCE OF ACTIVITY

On Thursday, August 12, 2008, at approximately 2351 hours, I was dispatched to 2100 Rancho California Royal Apartments Apt. #22 in reference to a domestic disturbance. Dispatch informed me that a Woman reported hearing Screams in the Apartment next to hers.

OBSERVATION

Upon arrival, I knocked on the door, at which time I heard screams coming from the back side of the building. Upon reaching the back side of the building I witnessed a white male attacking… Continue

Added by josh smith on August 28, 2009 at 4:43pm — 6 Comments

Too Close, Too Far Part 2

I try to take the trowel but it’s wedged too deep in the skull. All the while the others are stumbling down our cul-de-sac. One big pull on the trowel snaps the wooden handle off. I fall back into the gate. Out of breath I try to take stock. A crowbar is protruding from under the fence. Shit I thought I’d lost that weeks ago. I pick it up. It feels good, strong, and weighty. A dead weight one might say I think and grin. A distant scream sobers me up, and now I have the problem of getting back… Continue

Added by Ttens 25 on August 26, 2009 at 2:00pm — 3 Comments

UnDead Biology: The Runner

This is part of a series of blogs that explain the different types of zombies in the “zombie universe” I created. It is much like the History Channel specials you see explaining the biology of things that don’t exist. Enjoy.

This is an interview with a survivor and head member of an SLS colony who has personally experienced the threat of the runner zombie. It is also common referred to as “sprinters” or “marathons”.

They come at you like mad men, flailing… Continue

Added by ZedMerc on August 22, 2009 at 7:40pm — 8 Comments

"Mine and Yours" -- A Technozombie Story

With a jolt and that familiar, sickening tang that feels like chewing aluminum foil, the arm came online. Power flooded the limb and with it came the nausea and light-headedness. I closed my eye, the optics in my left socket whirring away, the bolt gun strapped to my shoulder clacking home on an empty chamber.

“Do you mind?” the indignant tech squalled. You would think they’d get used to it, though I suspect I’d be similarly nervous with the floating red blob of laser light… Continue

Added by Phil Elmore on August 20, 2009 at 11:05am — 2 Comments

Lucy: Prolouge

"This isn't happening, this isn't happening!" She screams as she jams whatever clothing she can into her duffle bag.

"Lucy come on!" Max screams over the alarm from the door of her room, his eyes and his rifle pointed at every doorway and shadow in the long concrete hallway. "They're fucking coming we have to get to the bunker NOW!"

"Oh God oh God forgive me!" She moans as she pulls a few choice photos from the top of her dresser.

"LUCY FOR FUCKS SAKE!" Max… Continue

Added by Serena Fallon on August 18, 2009 at 9:19pm — 6 Comments

Too Close, Too Far Part 1

As I sit here, on the third floor of my house gazing out the window at the identical house across the street, I dream of what it would be like to touch her face, or smell her hair, or even to just hear her voice. Not that I've ever done any of those things before, I never even garnered the courage to introduce myself. The woman of my dreams. I can see her now as she walks to her window on the second floor, pauses briefly to wave at me, and draws the curtains together. All I can do is raise a… Continue

Added by Ttens 25 on August 18, 2009 at 3:00pm — 3 Comments

Merrick Journal entries for Pre- Outbreak

I can remember it all like it was yesterday; the sweat on my neck, the adrenaline pulsing thru my veins and the sounds of the car door being ripped off and Mike being pulled out screaming, gurgling, by his throat. I can’t describe to you in actual words the feelings, noises, and sights I had during and after that experience. So I won’t try.

The day the outbreak hit Reno was a day where my world was flipped upside down, thrown in a margarita mixer and shaken around with vodka. I swear I am… Continue

Added by Todd Merrick Harkin on August 11, 2009 at 3:34am — 4 Comments

FALLEN PART THIRTYFOUR

PART THIRTYFOUR

My head began to clear as I was dumped in the back of the wagon. The man and woman from the hill were seated across from me. Squirrel and John were in the back. Betty, Matthew and Darrell were up front. We were being pulled by a four horse draft team. We were in a modified hay wagon that someone had rigged to be pulled by horses instead of a tractor or truck. The remaining space was filled with a couple coolers, lawn chairs and blankets.

I sat up with my… Continue

Added by PRIME_Ω_PREDATOR on August 10, 2009 at 10:45pm — 2 Comments

Dead Man's Hand: A Zombie Western Short Story, by Phil Elmore

Come morning, the old cabin was a lumpy pile of ash layered on smoldering coals. A few broken, charred beams poked through the cinders. To Lawrence Keeney they looked like the gnarled hands of a doomed man, a man reaching for what he can’t have.

Keeney scoffed at his own morbid, poetic turn of mind. He turned away from the home in which he’d lived for almost thirty years, the home he’d built with his own two hands, the home he himself had burned deliberately in the night. Then, still… Continue

Added by Phil Elmore on August 10, 2009 at 4:16pm — 7 Comments

Homecoming Pt1

Adrian walked down the now unfamiliar dark street towards his old home.

After living by his own for more than 8 years, everything he experienced and all the things he had to do to survive, Adrian was used to fear, cruelty, betrayal and dissapointment but nothing prepared him for the upcoming moment.

His homecoming.

In his analytic brain he ran all the possible scenarios, he acted responses, tried to find the… Continue

Added by Hyrion Tiggular on August 10, 2009 at 12:30pm — 3 Comments

The Zombies Are Coming...

The Zombies are coming he thinks as he sits in his corner booth and stares at the shambling masses outside the bar's picture window. They shuffle past without knowing, oblivious to their impending doom, unmindful of him and his sinister secrets sitting feet away. He wishes he could be like them.

“Knowledge is power and ignorance is bliss…” He mutters as he notices his reflection in the glass, ghostly and translucent.

“What’s that?” his waitress asks. She… Continue

Added by The Bruin on August 10, 2009 at 4:00am — 8 Comments

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