Zombie Outbreak (Post-Apocalyptic Zombie Fiction) by Rothmore Jake

Author:Rothmore, Jake [Rothmore, Jake]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

9:00 PM 23 March 2023, Roy’s Bunker, Boston outskirts

Ten days passed in a daze. It wasn’t an easy daze for Roy. He faced his demons inside that room, and eventually befriended them. He had taken to speaking out loud to himself and laughing at his own jokes. It was the least he could do to keep himself occupied. His appearance had become so shabby that he was almost unrecognizable: He’d grown a slight beard, and hadn’t washed since that first shower ten days before. He was barely eating any food, and by the end of the first week in that bunker, he had developed a tolerance to dubious amounts of alcohol. Amounts which, if he had consumed earlier in his life, he would have needed an ER stomach cleanse.

His mouth had gone permanently bitter. He would spend the better part of the day in front of his radio, tinkering with it to check if anyone was online. The rest of the day was spent in front of his CCTV camera-screens. He jerked off once during those ten days, and that too when he was drunk.

But what he did most of all, in the confines of his bunker, was cry. He cried a lot. Every train of thought led to remorse. He felt sad, eternally sad at things that made no sense. His eyes had taken a permanent shade of red, but it was distinctive from the red of the eyes of the zombies.

The zombies left his bunker alone. Or so it appeared. There was seldom any lone prowler outside and, on the occasion that one or two did appear, he saw that they would take to fighting amongst themselves, killing each other off. It was morbidly poetic. As the days progressed, Roy began writing in a journal. He figured it was the only way to pass the time. There was nothing else to do. He was too scared and too scarred to go outside. What if the zombies had grown intelligent and were hiding in wait for him to come out? What if he went out and they killed him at their first opportunity? And besides, there was no point in going out. He had all the supplies he needed. Why would he want to go into the apocalyptic world?

It was nine at night and Roy was sitting in his chair in front of the computer, tired after a full day of doing nothing but writing in his journal. He had only stopped because he had run out of pencils. That was the only thing he had overlooked. He figured he might make a run for more stationery supplies, but that was going to have to wait. He was still in shock, suffering from post-traumatic stress after his friend’s death and he felt that Charlie’s death deserved at least a month of mourning.

As he sat there, he had a sudden urge to turn the television on. He knew that there were no channels broadcasting, but just out of curiosity and a suicidal tendency to do something, he picked up the remote and turned the TV on.

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