Zomblog: The Final Entry by TW Brown

Author:TW Brown [Brown, TW]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: May December Publications LLC
Published: 2011-08-23T00:00:00+00:00

Wednesday, June 9

I should learn to trust my intuition. After all, it has kept me alive this long. Now, I’m alone in the middle of nowhere and basically stripped of all but the most basic and meager supplies. I have two filtration canteens, my crossbow with seven-teen bolts, my spike-tipped walking stick, a long knife, machete, and an empty backpack; empty save for the journals.

Oh yeah…and my dog.

The day after the bears, Eric and Cody were down at the creek trying out the new fishing gear. I was impatient to resume our trip, but didn’t feel right asking Eric to travel yet. He was obviously still in a great deal of discomfort. Also, he and Cody were bonding. To be perfectly honest, I think that I was a teensy bit jealous of them. I’ve known Eric for quite some time, but we’ve never been what I’d call close. As for Cody, well, we’d just met him, but it was clear that he preferred Sam’s or Eric’s company over mine.

I decided to take advantage of their absence to enjoy a little ‘me’ time. Guys are so funny about that sort of thing. They think that they have the market cornered. Back in the Old Days, men would be surprised to know how often we ladies had to finish the job they started after they rolled over and went to sleep.

Anyways, I was just finishing up and debating on whether or not I would mosey down to the creek to see if I could embarrass the boys by taking a bath. (If I am being totally honest, I think I was suffering from the lack of attention…and horniness. I don’t think that I would’ve ever considered sex with Eric, but it would’ve been nice to know if I could at least raise his eyebrows.)

That’s when I heard the scream.

Coming from Eric made it all the more terrifying. To my credit, I buckled on my gear and grabbed my crossbow. I know better than to rush into a fight without my stuff. Plus, most of what I carried was still hanging on belts or straps attached to my clothes. When I threw open the door and stepped outside, I knew that there was nothing that I could do.

A wall of undead were pouring through the trees. It was a massive horde. There had to literally be thousands. It took me several seconds of standing there like an idiot to fully process what I was seeing. Here. In the middle of nowhere. The biggest herd I’d ever seen with my own two eyes. I say that because, from where I stood, they stretched on in either direction for as far as I could see.

Sam’s barking is probably what saved me in the end. My faithful companion was sprinting across the field. Turning my head to the left, I saw one of the advance stragglers step around the corner of the building. She’d been a big girl in real life. Not fat…I mean WNBA big. She was well over six feet tall.

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