JJ's Blog (19)

We all stared blankly at each other, wondering as to what had awoken us. In the still of the night, something had begun banging on one of the tower's support legs. We waited, hoping that the sound would just go away, but the metal reverberations quickly became a disconcerting annoyance. Ben was the first to investigate, creeping stealthily towards the railing. He flattened himself and slowly peeked out below. All sound became hushed, and with every minute second that began passing, the… Continue

Research Findings:



Transcriptions from ancient Egyptian Papyrus- Twice has the moon passed since the "soaring light" bore the dead plague. This sickness, it binds itself to the souls of men, and feeds upon them so voraciously that they become only shells of past remnants; Anubis has sent a seed of evil to flourish amongst his children. Through nourishment in flesh and blood, it will mature into our grand destruction. …



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Nicole and I had finally gotten some rest on "decent" beds: inflatable pool floaters covered with bed sheets. Night had just fallen, and everyone seemed preoccupied with their own way of passing time: two of the soldiers played cards, three others looked like they were passing around a joint, and Sarah was in the corner, fidgeting with a radio.



Charlie:"Well well well, if it isn't sleeping ugly."

Ben: "Good morning, sunshine. You hungry?"

Peter: "Yeah,… Continue

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

Walking back quietly into the restroom, I try not to wake Noralli as she lies peacefully asleep. We ran out of food so I went back into the store to get some drinks and jerky; night was the safest time of the day to go sneaking about in the store. I contently eat a stick of spicy turkey jerky and then pass out with my tired feet pressing up against the cold, tile wall. After what seemed like a few well-needed hours of sleep, I awaken to a thin line of sunshine beaming in through the cracked… Continue

Walter left a poem tacked to the wall in the bunker room:



I saw a dead bird

A story unheard

A trivial speck to the world

With no one to watch

It fell from the skies

It's feathers now shriveled and curled

I fear I am next

To wither unknown

To die without joy or pain

This bird and the man

Together they stand

For in death, they are both the same



I've learned to sleep with my head below the sun's path. It's become my… Continue

I sit quietly inside of the car, thinking. I keep looking around, trying to find a way out of the knee-deep shit I'm in, but I cannot find a solution. Terror paralyzes my body as my mind struggles to regain control. All I can do is stare, blankly and angrily, at the bright moon as it mocks me from up above. Why? Why did you have to fucking leave the station?........oh well...the good thing is that that woman and her children are safe. The hard part's over. Now there's just the problem of… Continue

The ice-cold air stiffens our ears as the wind sweeps across the roof. Sitting on opposite sides of it, we try to pick off as many of the murderous fiends below without attracting too much attention. In between shots, we decide on pausing to try and keep the scavengers oblivious. The ones that were too slow to catch anything earlier were now resorting to the dead and dying as a food source. When it comes my time to fire, I turn from my prone position into a crouched position. I try hard to look… Continue

Ever since the power failure, the screams outside have begun to dissipate. I wander the dark halls of the police station, making sure all the doors are locked. This place feels so fucking empty. I visit the infirmary hoping that none of the new "residents" are bitten. Inside, I see an occupied gurney with a sheet covering what looks to be a body. Bright, blood-red spots can be seen absorbing into the sheet. Three officers are all seated on chairs randomly displaced across the room. The one in… Continue

Entering the station, I can see that a number of the other officers have returned. Emergency lights and candles provide enough light to navigate our way through the halls. The silence that had once lingered was now gone. In it's place, people screaming in confusion, agony, and anger over the ones that had fallen before them. The whole station was like a house of cards ready to fall at any moment. Walking past the infirmary is where I first hear the words that had been floating in the back of my… Continue

We still haven't found any survivors by the time we reach the fourth and final floor. It looks like this is where the elevator had gotten stuck. Through the dimness, I can see some poor soul lying inside of it, ravaged by those infected. His blood-stained cane lies beside him, showing that he fought until his last breath. The electricity probably shut off right as he was trying to make his escape...poor bastard. A blood trail from the elevator leads to one of the rooms. "Eyes open, fellas." Bev… Continue

I took everyone to the snack room. The god damn vending machine stopped working. The only things out were stale donuts and cold coffee, but they didn't seem to mind; It's probably the only time you can call that crap "comfort" food. I told them that I had to go back out on patrol and that, if they chose to, they could spend the night at the station (though I doubted that they had any other place to go) I show them around the complex then leave them in the willing hands of Claire. "You're coming… Continue

I left the kids with Claire. I said I would come back for them after I had used the database on the second floor. They seemed hesitant to let me go, but eased up when Claire showed them how charming she could be. Walking through the halls, the regular sounds are nowhere to be heard...looks like lieutenant really did need all the help he could get. I reach the lab and begin searching up on what is occurring throughout the city. Looking through the notes, I find out that it is not an epidemic,… Continue

The road ahead becomes obscured as young blood is smeared across my windshield. The two I had picked up were both quietly sitting in the back seat. I decide to break the silence, "You guys ok?" I ask. The girl begins to speak, stuttering through some of her words, "Yeah......my name is Nicole." The boy then also begins to talk, "...Richard." I turn over my shoulder and take a quick glance at their fear-stricken faces, "I'm Pete." I begin asking Nicole questions about what had happened, hoping… Continue

I reach Porter, and right away I know something's not right. Dozens of vacated cars litter the sidewalks outside of a two-story suburban house. I pull my Beretta out as I begin to spot droplets of blood on the driveway. "Hello?!" I shout, hoping that I have not announced my arrival to the perp, assuming that he was still around. With my pistol armed, I cautiously enter the backyard through a door that has been partially ripped off it's hinges. As the door swings open, I see kids, lying face… Continue

She broke into one of the buildings through it's side door. It was a dilapitated low-income apartment complex similar to what I had grown up in. I still couldn't believe that the ravaged girl I saw earlier was up and about. Donovon Waltz, the present higher-ranking officer, had assembled a team to enter and find the girl before anyone else got hurt. As the team enters the building, I turn and see Lieutenant Goree, just in time to catch him staring at Lonny and I, "What are you two doing here? I… Continue

So there we were, leaving the bar and headed towards the murder scene. We wanted to see what in god's name was happening. I drove in my navy blue Ford while Lonny had his Chevy. "I'll meet you there." He says. "I need to fill the tank up, I'm running empty." I tell him to just ride shotgun and that we'll come back for it later. He agrees and hops into the car. On our way to the alley, about a dozen cars with sirens blaring had passed us. The sounds were deafening and yet the emptiness of the… Continue

"C'mon Pete, down the hatch." Lonny's desperate attempt at drowning out the day's bullshit always tends to cheer me up. Phil's Pub was the norm after a long day's work. We joke about encounters we have during the job, difficulties with women, and the occasional racist stereotype. I usually can keep up with Lonny's pace, but this night in particular just feels...different. "What's goin on Pete?" He asks. I look at him then turn back to my triple as my mind begins to settle on the heavenly… Continue

It's two o'clock when I find her, blood still creeping out of her lifeless body; A red-head, around her mid-twenties. She could be anybody: someone's sister, daughter, mom even. But, there she is, lying face up with chunks of her defiled extremities resting here and there...I've been a cop for thirteen years, and I've never seen anything like that. I've dealt with shootings, bludgeoning's, strangulation's and stabbings, but never, ever have I dealt with a victim who was bitten to death... Jesus… Continue