Can You Survive a Zombie Apocalypse?
by sirI Admin
Can YOU survive? The Zombie Apocalypse is here and we must help each other. The unreal is now reality, unbelievable, but true. The dead are out to get us. We must use our survival techniques in order to figure out not only how to survive, but also why this happened and what we can do to stop it. Meet with me at a designated location, but keep your senses sharp. Be ready to protect yourself from the dead.
- 11 Published Oct 8, '13
I feel a lot better. The fever broke about a 2-Ĺ days ago and I feel pretty good right now. But, Iím scared.
My husband left about 10 days ago for a weekís hiking trip to the mountains and heís yet to return. Itís not unusual that we donít communicate with each other while heís gone; his cell phone will not work while in the mountains. But, he was supposed to be back 3 days ago. In fact, thatís the last communication Iíve had with anyone.
I had to cancel a Nursing seminar about 10 days ago because out of 25 who signed up for it, 20 were ill. Some kind of ďstomach fluĒ or virus was going around. In fact, I didnít feel well enough to do the seminar anyway, so this was a blessing. I felt like I had flu-like symptom, and my fever was over 101. But, when it broke, I decided I might feel human again.
I need my meds filled. Should have done this sooner, but I always seem to procrastinate until the last minute. I have a few left and have been taking them every other day.
I was able to communicate with the kids 3 days ago on the CB radio. Thank goodness my father-in-law (rest his soul) taught me years ago about how vital this piece of equipment is but, now, I cannot raise anyone on it. The electricity went off at the same time the CB went down, but only after I spoke with my children and grandchildren one last time. The plan is to meet at a designated location, and I know in my heart they are headed that way.
A little about myself: I am a Christian, a movie buff fan, a conspiracy theorist and a realist. I donít read the news or keep up with politics. This is my way to shut out unpleasant things, kind of like sticking my head in the sand. Seems when catastrophic world events happen, Iím always in the wrong place at the wrong time, or maybe itís the wrong place at the right time, but I digress.
I hate reality shows; too much of that in ďreal lifeĒ. My oldest grandson and I love to discuss things that can never happen, and we both know we are smart enough to survive anything that happens to us IF we use our heads. Itís fun to have that type of relationship with him. And, one thing we have in common is TV shows/movies where the subject matter is unreal and could not happen. Like, The Walking Dead, Shaun of the Dead, and Night of the Living Dead (black and white version of course). All impossible, but fun to talk about how we can survive should something like this occur.
I awoke this morning after dreaming I had twisted my left ankle while running in the woods. Puppy-puppy was at the foot of my bed and never moved when I flinched. Anyone who knows me knows I would never allow my dog to sleep in my bed, but I feel safe with her there.
This morning I went outside to smoke a cigarette, let Puppy-puppy out for a little bit. The trees are still very green, leaves are not falling and the grass needs one last mowing before late Fall sets in.
I realized today I did not hear the birds singing and there were no squirrels for Puppy-puppy to chase. I did not see the snapping turtle in the pool.
Still the silence outside concerns me. Being in a secluded area with woods surrounding the house/acreage, I should be able to sit back and listen to the beautiful sounds of nature all around. Not today.
I didnít feel hungry and know I need to eat (being diabetic), so I will find something when I go back to the kitchen.
Before going back into the house, my heart drops; I see her walking at the edge of the woods. For some reason that I still do not understand, I called to her. Slowly and deliberately, she turned towards my voice. And, that is when I saw them. They turned to follow her, shambling slowly, and I know in my heart they are dead. My heart sunk because I knew I had made a dumb mistake. Why did I do that?
Going back into the house, Puppy-puppy follows and I can tell she senses something is terribly wrong. In the past 3 days, I have had to make some decisions that will seal my fate. One decision will end the terror that I will face. The other one has made me realize that I am a survivalist.
Day 10. What has happened?
I need to find others like me. I need to find those who are alive and surviving this reality that cannot be. The car is full of gas. Two months ago, I replaced the transmission and computer that is the brain for the car. I eye the back packs and weaponry, including a bow and arrows. I have not the upper strength to pull the bow so this weapon is useless to me. My middle grandson can help me with this. I toss everything in the car, including the bow and arrows, look back over my shoulder and see them approaching the house. The gun is in my hand and I make the decision not to use it. She will last another day and it breaks my heart. Veronica, the nurse who is a superb CCU nurse.
Puppy-puppy jumps in the front seat and we are ready to leave the house.
I need to find others who have the knowledge to survive what I now know is a zombie apocalypse. I know I can find my nursing colleagues. I will.
What will you do? Can you explain the series of events that led to this catastrophe? Can you survive with me?
Help me as we walk through this unreal ordeal and letís survive.
Day 10. We must survive and we need answers to the whys and series of events that caused this.
Come with me and help me to survive. I know I can, but I desperately need help and although I realize I am a survivalist, I cannot possibly know how long I can last.
I await your plans for your survival, your knowledge, and your answers.Last edit by tnbutterfly on Oct 9, '13
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2,290 Views2Oct 8, '13 by sirI AdminFright is o.k. as long as you do not lose your ability to fight back; don't let the fear stop you in your tracks. It's normal to be frightened. Start thinking of ways to survive. Let's discuss this and I think you will come to the realization that you CAN do this. Others will come along with some suggestions, but we must act fast and accurately.
What is in you survival pack(s)? Let's share our methods to fight this. Don't give up so quickly.
Come on everyone and reveal your ideas for survival.
I"ll post some more of what I've prepared. We CAN do this. We must.2Quote from ElvishNo electricity to run the machinery, Elvish, unless powered by human (non-human) energy. But, a consideration.I hear that placing treadmills around the perimeter of your house (or better yet, your property) will keep them walking for a long time. Buy you a couple extra hours.
Today is day 11 and I drove quite a while yesterday. Was able to find a Pharmacy and although I felt guilty, I broke in and got the meds I needed. Guess need was greater than want and the guilt quickly passed.
I was able to siphon some gas, find an abandoned house and hold up very late last night. I'm ready to start out again and still await someone ... anyone to contact me here so we can decide how and when we can meet. Right now, I'm headed to the designated area to meet my children/grandchildren. Should by husband make it back to the house, I've left instructions about where I will be and what he needs to throw together and bring with him. I couldn't get it all in the car.
I ate enough this morning and feel energetic, of course I know I'm running on fear. Still, I have hope.
Give me an idea where we can meet and what your plans are to survive - let's place our heads together and get through this.