All Blog Posts Tagged 'observation' (8)

"That's the last time I am sitting on my ass here while you go out," My wife stated emphatically.  "I am not some chicken shit bystander."

"Yeah, I hear you," I winced as the spray of bleach solution hit the goggles.

A fifty percent bleach solution was one of the last suggestions the CDC put out before the lid came down on everything, and for a change it had been a decent one. I hated the smell, and even though it couldn't reach my eyes through the goggles in…

Cutting the clothes from a woman's body might be considered a recreational activity under some circumstances, but I quickly discovered that dealing with a headless walker the fun factor was definitely missing. The walkers that I had seen were always at least partially clothed, filthy, and caked with the dried fluids of their victims and their own organic processes. The one I had secured was no different. An outward examination of the carcass from neck to groin was already gruesome, but it…

I had brought a large butcher knife in my kit, which I had sharpened carefully. I intended to discard everything here at the kill site simply because they were common items, and there was no reason to carry any more contaminated equipment with me than necessary. I am not sure why, but I decided to first detach the head, and so began my examination there, knowing that the recorder would be running at home and that my wife would be unlikely to waste the information even if I did not make it…

 I had picked early morning as my best time to take the walker, If things went wrong and other walkers showed up I wanted to have the day in front of me to disengage and make it back to my vehicle. For the job I had to do daylight was best anyway you looked at it. I could see the walker positioned in the window as it stood motionless. I knew that once it became aware of me I was committed. I checked my gear carefully at the foot of the tree I had been perched in and then made my way forward…

Walkers don't dance. They don't duck, they don't dodge, block, throw wheel kicks, drunken kung fu monkey punches, or try and put the patented zombie death grip on your head. They don't have any creep to them once they see you. They become aware of you, they orient their face and body to your location, and then they are coming. A newly animated walker is at its best, as strong and as fast as it is ever going to get, and from there it is all down hill.

Human bipedalism is actually quite…

I had watched the Nursing home complex for two nights and had only seen the one walker, "Suzy". I had some experience with walkers, and knew that they could be deceptive in their speed and strength. I was going to be very careful in the encounter I had planned for Suzy, as I knew that only a fool underestimates an enemy. Many people had died behind the idea that they knew what a walker could do.  In a situation where a bite, or a scratch, of even contact with raw skin or a drop of cast off…

The over all impression that I got from the walker was one of stillness. Yes, I know it is by definition dead, and I had not expected it to sing and dance, but if I had any doubts about what I was looking at the complete lack of any non essential movement would have quickly settled it. People, even trained people, are rarely if ever completely still. They breathe, swallow, flex and fidget. A walker, unless it is specifically stimulated to do something, does not move. The virus stimulates the…

Setting up a nest in a tree is really no big trick. Orangutans do it every night. Of course the problem is that if you get a sizable number of Zeke's on the ground around the tree you are stuck. As a young man I had had no problem living in a tree hide for periods of up to a week if a mission had required it, and even if there were Zekes around they spent very little time looking up in the trees. Their focus, according to everything I had heard, was directly to the front and it seemed to…