I think that I must have simply taken a wrong turn here, and the wrong underpass there, and I was hip-deep in zombies.
By zombies, I mean standing-room-only, green-skinned, flesh-hounds. And they filled every square meter of the road, shoulder to shoulder.
Luckily for us, our rig was triple-armored from our past excursions into the troll-lands. After the first ones splattered across our cattle-catcher, we realized that we could slowly shove our way through their masses without such gore. It’s impractical.
Since the zombies were somewhat mindless, they ignored our van, at least at first. They’d be shoved to the side, and then they might punch the rig’s fender, but that was all. Soon they’d return to chanting “brains” or other nonsense. Clearly they were hungry.
Later, they became angry.
It wasn’t until Tuesday when they began pounding on the van, until it was rocking and swaying like a ship. She capsized, and the zombies struck like villains. They tore into the undercarriage, which was leaking hot oil and boiling water. The zombies acted like they found a blood fountain, as they tore through our floorboards.
I managed to escape, just, as each of my friends were yanked from the rig, crying pure terror. I found myself in the food locker, which for some reason, the beasts ignored. It wasn’t until the van was completely disassembled (why?) that the locker was carried off and lodged in some junk-pile.
There was no other trace of my friends or our trusty rig. Both were seemingly recycled for some mysterious future use.
- From the diary of Devlin Pepper
Related posts:
Oooh Skullopolis, been looking forward to this.
I think I once took that same route in a ’76 Caddy El Dorado that had the roof chainsawed off…
The only real problem I recall was not finding anyplace that made a decent cup of coffee and had cheap ammo… broke my favorite baseball bat too.
I enjoy seeing a new town on the horizon as much as I like a cup of java so strong, you could stand a vulture beak in it.
Ironically, I was on the phone with the ammunition people this morning, as cheap bullets were jamming in my hole puncher.
Save money on cheap MUZZ or boiler fluids, but never scrimp on ammo & armor.
(Anybody knows that when adding zombie reinforcement to a vehicle, the place that is first to armor is the ‘soft white underbelly’. Doy!)
By cheap I meant inexpensive, not stuff made out of sawdust and apathy.
Also, never actually use Muzz as boiler fluid… many bad things can happen then that I’d rather not go into here.