Defense With The BoomStick

(Disclaimer: This post is an ongoing story set in a world where zombies have taken over and people are fighting to survive anyway they can. Originally it was a post of news and tips to help survivors make it one more day alive, but now it has became a story of my fight after being bitten and partially cured to walk as a half-zombie among them.)

Beginning to think leaving that bunker so soon was a bad idea. Left out of it this past Monday since supplies in the place were all exhausted. Think we were going for about an hour and had zombies on us. The shamblers weren’t the problem as they were easy to get around or take out with a blow to the head. It’s those damn radioactive zombies that were the problem. They just don't give up the hunt.

Gave the shamblers the slip and killed a few of the super zombies and they fled off, surely to try again. That break gave us a respite to make a fast getaway southeast back towards the coast. The plan was to get to the coast, find a working boat and sail around the edge of the wall to get to the forces massed on the other side. The zombies had other ideas for us though.

Think it was about Wednesday, me and the other two survivors were holed up in an abandoned movie theater sitting up on the roof. For a moment it was nice, just kicking back and putting our feet up, taking in the view around us. Saw some movement down near a house nearby, which got all of us on our feet and hunkered down by the wall sneaking glances over it. A pack of about thirty zombies came shambling around the corner. Can’t say where they came from or what put them in this spot.

The odd part of it was it seemed like one or two of the zombies was leading and herding this pack, prodding them on. I say that as a few started to wander off from the main group and were pulled back in by one of the zombies moving in front of them by growling. Now I've never seen or known that zombies can communicate to each other beyond that when one hears a sound and starts walking towards it others follow. Here it would appear a zombie can instruct a shambler to get back with the others. Odd behavior and frightening at that.

Watching them move through we gave no indication we were up there and thankfully they moved on and out of sight. We gave them the lead of about three hours before we got off and headed in a completely different direction from that pack. Only now that it's Friday have we been able to rest and the other two have gotten some sleep. Finally been able to clean and service the gear as our weapons have seen too much action this past week; don’t need them jamming up on us. Gonna go and try to relax and get a nap in. Here’s hoping that happens.