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.)

Another week of good and bad news. Still reeling from losing my traveling companion as he was good to have around...really useful. Since being back on my own I've made more inroads traveling and I'm at the Vermont border.

I think.

Been a hard time traveling over the last week as the weather wasn’t helping out much with a cold and rain mix hitting for most of it. I was only able to get moving for maybe three days out of the week, but I made sure to put the break in the weather to good use and hauled ass. Still haven’t come across any other survivors, government forces or zombies which is freaking odd. They have all this open land and not a single person living (or dead) is here?

Just can't wrap my head around that and it's bothering the hell out of me. Makes me feel like the last living person on the planet. Sort of like the Omega Man or I am Legend.

Now that's a book I wish I could find somewhere. It'd be great to read something as haven’t read a book in ages since most are used for kindling to keep warm. In this zombie world being on your own can be a good thing for your survival as you're not depending on anyone else or relying on them to keep you safe. After having someone to travel with over the last few months though it was good not shouldering the whole burden.

Man I'm ready to just get to where the survivors are located at and get myself possibly cured all the way. Having to stay put too much I'm running low on the medicine I'm taking to keep the zombie side in check. I haven’t seen any small towns or pharmacies to raid to replenish my supplies and that has me worried. When not taking the medication I can control the zombie side, but it becomes tougher as the days go on and the urge to go seeking some flesh grows.

I have maybe a week or two of medicine left. I need to get my ass in gear and do something.

Need to rest…