I screamed for help but no one listened, they just kept on trucking past the hole where others had fell in. So there I was sitting on a ledge in a hole in the ground. That's definitely what I had wished for! Thereafter people kept running by, but the movement started to slow down and the people were walking at a slow pace, hunching their backs in an odd way. I read this about this kind of thing in a book my dad had gotten me for Christmas, The Complete Zombie Survival Guide. We always joked around about how we were going to survive if it ever actually happened. Right now I'm kind of curious on if what we always joked about could be coming true.
