How To Kill A Zombie

Wake Up To A Reality Check

Yeah, that was a whole year ago.I mean, I'm still bummed out about it, they were my parents. That I killed. With a knife. Anyway, after my flashback/dream, I woke up to a really annoying noise.

WHRRRAAAAAP!!

WHRRRAAAAAP!!

WHRRRAAAAAP!!

"shut......up...."

WHRRRAAAAAP!!

"I said shut the fu-"

WHRRRAAAAAP!!

"Ok fuck it I'm up! I'm up!"

I reach over to my broken alarm clock and bang one of my bottles over it. The bottle smashed, but at least it got to the snooze button. I got out of my tarp and headed up the ladder. I was crashing in an old apartment building, but half of
the whole building was completely gone, so I made ladders and put them in places that needed them. As I climbed up, I thought of the dream. That god dammed day was the only thing I could think about for a whole 4 months after it happened. It finally got outta my head and now it decides to come back? what the hell, brain? anyways, I got up the ladder and brushed my teeth with my home made toothbrush. After you've been living in complete loneliness and poverty and fear, you get used to making things with nothing. My toothbrush was made out of a stick, and shreds of silicone for the bristles. Heh, I remember how hard it was getting those.

Anyway, I do live in a zombie apocalypse, so I don't hear many noises. Matter of fact, I never hear any noises. It's usually dead silent. No birds, (they all got infected and shot down in the first 3 months) no animals, no nothing. The only time I ever hear anything other than myself, is when there's infected near by. I think they all left the city, because there hasn't been any sign of life in the last week.

Of course, even if they are gone, they could easily come back, so I pick up my bag and sling it over my back for the daily salvage. The way to the new area I found is near the back entrance of the apartment. It's in one of the broken down fences, a tiny ripped open whole I found when I fell one time. You follow the trail till you get to a small village looking place. I've checked the first 2 buildings and found some pretty good stuff, so I'm hoping the rest will get me that lucky too.

The door to the 3rd building is completely caged up and barricaded, so I had to go through the window. I used my elbow to smash it. As I'm crawling through the window, a glass shard snags on my arm.

"Crap...."

Now imma have to use one of my bandages. I don't have many of em, so I try to make sure it's a dire situation. So I'm in the building now. It seems to me it was either an old newspaper company, or a factory of some sort. It has some weird looking machines that I've never seen. Then, it's got a lot of printers and pens and a drawing board and desks too. So, yeah. Factory/newspaper. I slowly scavenge through the rubble and concrete, but all I manage to find on that floor was some tape, an empty lunchbox, and a pen. The pen was low on ink, too :/ ). I start heading for the second floor when the floor behind me starts cracking up. Chunks start falling down and under the floor, and I quickly ran up the stairs. After the whole "oh look at me I'm a floor and I'm falling" crap, I slowly inch back down the stairs and see the cause of the sudden construction.

"A sinkhole? in Colorado?"

The gaping whole took about 3 desks and 2 of those giant machines with it too. After I calmed myself down and caught my breath, I headed back up the stairs for the second floor. It looked identical to the first one, but a little cleaner. The scavenge on the second floor left me with a empty Gatorade bottle, 2 pencils, and a small plastic knife. Nothing that useful. But as I started to look for a little bit more and hopefully find something useful, I heard a slight rumbling sound. Like some thing that vibrates was left on in a drawer. I immediately took out Rip and flipped it up into stabbing position.

As I inched closer, the noise started to change. It went from a vibrating rumble to a silent purr. I started to crouch and I aimed my knife at the cabinet the noise was emitting from. As I inch closer, I move my hand closer to the knob and position Rip above it. As soon as I open the cabinet, imma stab the shit out of what's inside. I'm not taking any chances. So with my hand in the knob and my knife in position, I take a deep breath and count to three.

"One......

Two......

THREE!"

I open the cabinet and shove my knife inside, but when I open my eyes and see what it was, and that I completely missed, all I get is a-

"Meow.."

A damn cat. Looks about a few weeks old, but it's a damn cat.

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Heh. This is going well. Imma try to post more often for the extremely few who actually are reading this. And if you are, plz advertise for me. Thx.

(\•-•/)-do it!

-Alex0987