Someone in the street has the flu and is stumbling around. They
try to get into the house. More people in the street, sick, getting
worse, traffic accidents, try to get something from my car but a
runaway truck takes off the door. Realization of zombie apocalypse.
Mild excitement but also panic, sense of real danger. Yelling at
family to grab any bag they can find and fill it with food and
medicine. Filling my bag with apples and water bottles. Outside,
crowds of dead.
About to leave, government responds.
Dropping concrete dividers from helicopters in the street to slow
them down. It's working. Some of them are crushed under the dividers.
Then a rumbling in the ground. House is suddenly raised. All houses
on street coming up on metal platforms like giant car garage lifts.
Feels like house will fall apart but holds together. Sense of
sunlight coming through the windows, making the room bright.
Some time later. Rickety structures
fifty feet above flood water. Zombies in the dirty water below. When
anyone falls in they're bitten or dragged down. Have to jump
from one structure to the other or use ladders and ropes. The
structure I'm on begins to topple and I have to lean it toward the
next to reach it, but the impact causes that to topple and I have to
lean it toward the next. Fall into the water. Claw my way out and
onto a rock with the feeling of hands on my ankles.
Some time later. Living with other
people on a resort or hotel property of some kind. Structures are
built all over to climb up and use for escape in case of attacks.
Inside the main building is a spinning vault preserving artifacts of
humanity.
Some time later. Towns are abandoned,
not even zombies for some years. On a garbage detail with a group of
men trying to clean it out. Out of the corner of my vision I spot
slow movement. A single zombie. Need to deal with the situation, but
then there's another coming out the window of an old building. Then a
group from around a corner ahead. We start to run. Another group from
behind. We try to snake through the buildings to duck away but more
and more zombies surge from every corner and every building until
we're trapped in an alley. One of the men starts to sing a song as
the zombies close in, but I can't remember the song.
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