Standing in the middle of the Cowboy’s stadium on a piece of turf in Dallas, Texas, I see them walking towards me. They walk with a limp, and their head rolled to either side. Last month I would have never guessed it was going to end like this. I was just a simple man walking the streets doing whatever I could to survive.
Monday, October 26, 2008
Sitting on the corner of my two lucky streets, I’m holding a guitar pick, playing away, earning money for my next meal. Next to me are… Continue
Added by Aarin Haven on September 30, 2009 at 11:23am —
I did it!! Tell no one...Frank is dead. I am nervous and excited...is that wrong? It was miserable last night...really dark, rainy and cold. We were walking and talking on the roof top..the dead below were loud as hell, they knew they were gonna eat. Frank was bitching about everything and I went to the the side and said "what's that?
", he comes over...slip and push...gone. It happened so fast..I second guessed myself for a minute. I played it up...I was shaken anyways, so I started… Continue
Added by Rob Dimension on September 21, 2009 at 6:28pm —
We creep up the hill to a solid looking wooden door. It’s open. I wave Penny through. It leads into a gloomy kitchen; all the curtains are shut, and the only light is from the door we’ve just come in. Penny makes complicated manoeuvres with her hands.
‘What the hell does that mean?’ I whisper.
She rolls her eyes.
‘You go that way, I’ll go this way,’ and she slinks off shaking her head. We meet again in what appears to be the living room.
‘Looks pretty empty. Pass me your… Continue
Added by Ttens 25 on September 21, 2009 at 12:59pm —
Standing at the front door, Fred let a low steady growl escape his lips. Hackles raised, teeth showing, he backed up slowly. I walked up to the door. It was slightly open, and inside I saw a bit of movement. I unholstered my .45 and pushed open the door. Whatever was inside moved a little, like the door opening had startled it. It was still too dark inside to see what exactly "it" was. Caden had been smart enough to grab the flashlight from the truck. He turned it on, and carefully threw the… Continue
Added by ♪♫ Dawn ♫♪ on September 19, 2009 at 12:44pm —
This came to me when i was day dreaming. Its Dawn of the Dead meets the lost world. I think i need to put the captain crunch away.
August 5th, Year ( does it really matter?)
They called it many things when it hit mankind; a Plague, a Virus, God's curse, experiment gone wrong. It doesn't really what the media or the man on the street called it. The same result always happened. You get bit, you turn into one of them and the process repeats itself. The world no longer belong… Continue
Added by mexican_zombie_hunter on September 15, 2009 at 8:15pm —
The beach on the shoreline of Lake Superior was magnificent. The waves lazily rolled to the shore, where there were remains of older ships that had grounded themselves on the shoreline. The water was more blue than the sky at times, sometimes with a mix of lustrious green. Walking along the beach, I remember a feeling of serenity filling every sense of my being. I felt at home here, where the troubles of the world would just cease, where I could come without my technology (cell phone,… Continue
Added by ♪♫ Dawn ♫♪ on September 15, 2009 at 4:30pm —
Oct. 23, 2012 cont.
The pitch of darkness was unlike anything I have seen in recent years. The inky abyss wormed its way across the ground and worked its way up, swallowing everything it touched whole. It's sometime in the early morning. The sun isn't nearing pre-dawn, it's still black out. I can't sleep.
The moaning started to get louder as the hours rolled on by. My guess is, they still know we are here. Just before I passed out, the groaning had almost ceased.
Added by Dioz Lohman on September 9, 2009 at 10:48am —
A three year old boy develops a cough and a fever. His parents sever his head and burn his body in a field beneath a hunter’s moon. It was only a cold.
In Ireland, a man finds gold at the end of the rainbow. He steps outside and embraces the only sunrise he has seen in three months. It is the last sun he ever sees.
In the Gulf of Mexico, a woman watches the shoreline from the deck of a stolen commercial fishing boat in the early morning light. She is Captain, First Mate… Continue
Added by The Bruin on September 5, 2009 at 2:00am —
Pedal mashed to the floor, we drove straight through the horde of zombies. To be honest, it was like surfing in a sea of dead folks. Some with arms gone, some with half of their faces missing. All of their eyes glazed over at various stages of undeath... some were pure white, some with the yellowing that occurs shortly after the white phase, others still were rotting right out of their skull. Either way, they were all staring intently on their fleshy prizes awaiting them inside the truck- the… Continue
Added by ♪♫ Dawn ♫♪ on September 2, 2009 at 6:30pm —
Not a single word is spoken throughout the entire drive to our destination. After nearly two hours of driving, we finally stop near a desolate, open pasture out in the countryside. Looking out into the large field, I spot a huge, tower-like structure, held up by five, sturdy-looking metal poles. Ben turns on the hummer's radio and begins speaking through it: "Sarah, get the ladder ready."
Ben: "Welcome to the tree house, ladies and gentlemen."
Noralli: "Why do you call it… Continue
Added by JJ on September 2, 2009 at 3:30pm —
SOURCE OF ACTIVITY
On Tuesday, February 10, 2007, at approximately 1153 hours, I was dispatched to the Bank of America on 3rd street, after receiving reports of a possible robbery in progress. Dispatch informed me that witnesses saw a man entering the bank wearing a sweatshirt hood baseball hat and carrying what looked like a gun.
Upon arriving scene I witnessed a man pacing through the main room of the bank, I also saw multiple people lying on the floor. After… Continue
Added by josh smith on September 1, 2009 at 5:27pm —
It was an argument. I knew it would be. "I'm not leaving here! There are so many memories here....." Zan was saying. She was giving me shit about leaving the house and going somewhere that was safe. Don't get me wrong, we were okay for the time being, but that could change dramatically within a few hours, with a few hundred zombies on their way. "We have to get out of here, go to higher ground, where we can stake out somewhere and be safe!" I argued. I knew it was no good. She just wouldn't… Continue
Added by ♪♫ Dawn ♫♪ on September 1, 2009 at 11:54am —