I've finally found a place to rest.
I guess its been about 9 days since everything kind of, fell apart. I had lost count, but the kind people here have kept track. 9 days ago everything was fine. Well, "fine". I had heard things, but I paid no attention. Weeks before, all sorts of news of "strange happenings" and things noone could explain. I ignored everything, I was too focused on things that I thought were important. Now I see they were nothing.
9 days since the show. Man, was that a killer show. Hah....okay, not so funny anymore. I lost track of all of my friends, of all my loved ones. We had gone to see The Eeridescents play a gig. It was amazing. I had my eye on, well...that doesn't matter anymore. Everything just...changed. Before I knew what was happening, I saw things going through the air that shouldn't be, and I caught eyes with someone and saw his mouth form the word "run", and so I did. The exits were all blocked, but lucky for me there was a window that was shattered, so I made my way through that. I took off, in what direction I am not sure of anymore, but...I just kept running. The screams from behind me got farther and farther away, but...the ones in front of me were even worse. Every way I turned I saw more people. Well, not people...they were too slow to be normal, healthy people, too...slouched and...there was just something wrong with every single person I saw. Well, yeah...all of them. Even the people who weren't "changed" had something wrong with them, they were being eaten.
Eventually I found some place to hide: a kids tree house with a rope ladder. I was able to bring the ladder up with me so I wasn't worried that anyone would come up in the middle of the night, or day. When I finally caught my breath, I realized I was cover in blood, I ha dno idea how it happened. I checked all over my body, no cuts, marks, or bites, so it wasn't mine. I stayed there for a while. I saw that my phone was still in service, so I searched all over the internet to see if I could find anyone I knew, to see if anyone I could trust was still alive. I found one. I found him. I saw one of his posts on here, and it was my only ray of hope. So I told him I was on my way, or I'd try. I waited til nightfall and made my way to the South side of town. I thought that I had been quiet and quick enough, but...I was wrong. Once I spotted the warehouse, I made a dash for it. It was then that I realized I was being followed. But, it wasn't just by ordinary zombies, they were...different. They came out of nowhere, I hadn't heard them at all..they made no noise... So I ran as fast as I could to what looked like the entrance. I grabbed my phone on my run there, and sent the person I had found a message, saying I was outside. So when he came to the door(in great time, by the way) and saw me, he grabbed me inside and called for the rest of the people that were there. I blacked out after that. No food or water in a few days, the last liquid I consumed being alcohol quiet a few days (over a week, actually) earlier did me in.
When I came to, I was safe, and covered, and had water and some food sitting next to me. The people holding up there all welcomed me into their fortress, thankfully. I found the person I had contacted too. It was nice to see him. And his band mate that showed up sometime while I was out. One of them anyway, they haven't said much about the other one yet. Oh well, with the way things are going, its best not to ask.
But its my turn to watch out, so I better get to it. I owe these people, I can't be slacking off on the most important job. More later.
Hope anyone that reads this knows they can find some peace by coming where we are. Good luck to all.