Remembering The Dead Part 1

There wasn't as many zombies out today as there usually is, only a few stragglers that i promptly snuck away from... what? You wanted me to shoot' em? Why? They weren't being a pest to anyone(me) besides, they're another unlucky person's problem, i was too busy being on a "mission" to bother with them anyway...now shut up and let me finish what i was telling you. I swiftly tip-toed away from them and proceeded the long walk into the forgotten, rotten, utopia that is down town Albuquerque just to see how it was holding up...ok, i wasn't going to do that, i was going to down there to "look around for supplies"... you know, looting.
 

The walk was exhausting but successful. An eerie feeling tickled my nerves, there was a firm quiet  draped over the roads but i knew i wasn't alone i knew they where slithering about somewhere so i kept a vigilant eye out. I actually had not been this far out side my own neighborhood in what seems like months and i must say what has happened to this place leaves me a little unnerved, don't get me wrong, this place was no hustle-bustle of a city but at the same time it was never quiet, now look at it, it's about as alive as the people that used to inhabit it ... enough sentimental thoughts. I crept through, senses on high alert and a overwhelming feeling that clouded, blood shot eyes where tracking me, i felt the urge to run but i managed to keep it suppressed. I walked around for what seemed like hours, occasionally encountering an obstacles or two to which i disposed of, i was very much surprised as there wasn't anything useful for yours-truly to use, of course i didn't peruse as thoroughly as i should have, so it's my own fault if i missed out on a jackpot, typical unmotivatedness. I decided to venture up to a place know as "Nob Hill" ( cultivation of nifty little shops and the local University) there must be something up there for me to romp through, wasn't to far if i remember correctly.
 

It was farther than i remember, maybe that's because when i came up here last it was in a car...well, at least i wont have to worry about exercising for the next two weeks, ha. This place was just as barren as Down Town, the road was littered with bloody cars i, i even saw some dismembered body parts smothered in maggots and flies(yum). I continued my wondering quest until i fell upon a small, delapitated media store. What harm could it do to look in there?  I wonder what things have been stolen, maybe there is a copy of The Zombie Survival Guide left; pfft yeah like that will do me any good now or anyone for that matter.  I gingerly shuffled through the broken glass, plastic and fallen shelf trying not to make a noise because,  you never know what bloody thirsty corpse could be around the corner waiting to tear your larynx out! I kept my eyes peeled in front of me when i should of been watching where i was stepping.When I heard that crackling noise under my shoe and a cold, unforgiving  shivers went up my spine, i stood in a petrified silence and waited for a zombie to come out from it hiding; but there was no zombies(thank god!) . I scolded and argued with myself as i quickly snapped my foot away from where the noise came from, it was a DVD. Why did this stupid thing have to be here! Why did i step on it and make a noise! Why wasn't i watching where i was going? And most importantly, why am i yelling at a DVD for scaring the piss out of me! I furiously snatched up the DVD and flipped it over to see the name of the perpetrator...I almost dropped the disk out of my hands in disbelief .

Why...

Why did it have to be THAT movie, out of all the DVDs for me to step on and break... Out off all the DVDs to have been on the floor, that particular one found its way under my shoe.
The Evil Dead.