Luke's Diary: An Unlucky Man In A Zombie Apocalypse. Entries 957 - 1157

Entry 1127: Monday 28th October 2019

Entry 1127
Monday 28th October 2019

Tinsley made an announcement via the island's public address system today. When I bumped into him in Sainsbury's the other day, he told me that more changes were on the way and boy was he right.

I'd just finished going through the usual morning routine with Leo when Tinsley's voice suddenly appeared on the island's public address system. I was in the kitchen with Mum. We both placed our cups of tea on the counter and ran to the front door so we could hear Tinsley's voice more clearly. "What's going on?" asked Auntie Meryl, who was at on the sofa with Leo on her knee." "It's Tinsley," I said. "Tinny?" said Auntie Meryl. "TINSLEY," I said. "Tinitus?" said Auntie Meryl. "Oh, shut up you daft cow," said Mum, "We're trying to listen. "This is a very short announcement," Tinsley's voice aggressively announced as he echoed from the Tannoy system across the whole of the island, "After recent events I think we all need some cheering up. And to let off some anger, so I have come up with the perfect solution. I have sanctioned the development of a small complex which will start being constructed first thing tomorrow morning. This complex will be built outside The Hive and will contain a number of infected that will be used for games and sports. There will be a shooting range where those who own guns can use infected for target practice. There will be racing games, where residents can take bets on which infected will reach the finish line first, and there will a facility where residents can throw custard pies at the infected too. Other games will also be included, and they are currently being developed. This complex will be called the IEC, The Infected Entertainment Complex, and using allocated credits, islanders will be able to enter the complex, take part in the games and use the infected to release their aggression, let loose, and have fun. I expect that the complex will be built and ready to use during mid-November. Further announcements will follow. That is all." The announcement then stopped. "Oh God," I said, "Natasha won't be happy about this. I'm back working at The Hive tomorrow. Tinsley's announcement will have put her in a right mood, and she might take it out on me." "Oh, stop moaning," said Mum, "You're only there for a few hours." "Complex?" said Auntie Meryl, "Isn't that a word you use when you get all complicated." "It's got two meanings," I said. "What has?" asked Auntie Meryl. "Complex," I said. "What's complex?" asked Auntie Meryl. "Not complex," I said, "A complex," I said. "You what?" asked Auntie Meryl. "Oh, it doesn't matter," I said. "I don't know what I think of this," said Mum, "I mean, I don't care about what Natasha thinks. She's all about infected rights and all that, but I just don't think we should be taking infected out of The Hive." "We shouldn't be putting infected in The Hive either," I said, "I've said that all along." "I know they're not really alive," said Mum, "But sticking in them in a building so people can come and shoot them and chuck custard pies in their faces... Well, it seems in poor taste. Childish. If your loved one dies you don't take your kids round to jump up and down on their body. A bit disrespectful." "The difference is that these bodies can jump up and bite you in the neck," I said, "Notice that Tinsley didn't say anything about what he was doing to ensure safety. I hope he's thought about that. I hope he's ready to deal with Natasha kicking off too." "I think Tinsley can deal with Natasha," said Mum. "I think you're right," I said, "Oh I don't know. I think having something that helps us let off steam is good, but I really don't know about this. It's all complex." "Complex!" exclaimed Auntie Meryl, "So I was right." "Not now, Auntie Meryl," I sighed. Tinsley's proposals have just shown us all what a heartless animal he is.  If someone I loved died and became infected, I certainly wouldn't want them walking around a building where people can take pot shots at them or chuck custard pies in their face. As much as it would hurt, I would want them killed and put out of their misery. Natasha is not going to be happy.

I haven't seen Naomi today. I thought she might have come round. I guess she's still in a mood with me. I just hope TJ's mate can do something that can help me out. I haven't heard anything from TJ. I need to chase him to see if he's spoken to his mate. If I can somehow get a bigger c*ck it might make Naomi want to have sex with me. My bed sheets are still dry, so all I know now is that I'm not wetting the sheets when I stay in my bed, but apparently, I am when I'm in Naomi's bed.

In other news, Mum told me that she's nearly finished putting the finishing touches to my costume for Wednesday night's fancy dress party. "Aren't you going to tell me who I'm going as?" I asked. "No," said Mum, with a big smile on her face, "I want it to be a surprise." "I don't like the sound of this," I said, "Just tell me." "No," said Mum, "You'll have to wait and see." "Mum," I firmly said, "Just tell me." "No," said Mum, "Don't be so nervous. You'll be getting dressed up as a character from a comedy film. Stop being so anxious. There's nothing to worry about." I hope Mum is telling me the truth, but I'm not convinced. This fancy dress party is supposed to cheer me up. At the moment I feel more apprehensive about it than excited.