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.)

I don’t know how long my luck is going to hold out, but at least it's still kicking strong for me. All I have to say about this week is damn.

Last time I broadcasted I was at the top of a control tower in some airport in Canada with a good number of zombies down below trying to get in. I still haven’t figured out why they are back to having an interest in me as I still feel I have a zombie side in me that the meds haven’t cured. Needless to say I was in a bit of a conundrum that no amount of ammo was going to get me out of.

This is where luck comes in.

Some other survivors heard my gunshots and came to investigate with vehicles. The lights and noise from them drew the zombies away from me long enough for me to run down the stairs, brain a few zombies in my way and high tail it the other way.

I didn’t see a chance to stick around and thank them for helping me, but without knowing who they were it could have turned out bad for me. They could have been friendlies or bandits sure to kill me and take my gear as soon as shake my hand.

Me? I must have traveled nonstop for at least twelve hours, to put as much distance I could from that airport and all those zombies/survivors. I went northwest up onto this peninsula and found a bunch of old inns there that haven’t seen a guest in at least three years.

Found some signs survivors were holding up here, but from the looks of the destroyed fortifications and amount of dried blood it’s been a long time since then. Once again luck was on my side as I was able to fix an inn up some to block off a partial section to hold me over a few days before I head out onto Lake Huron.

It will be nice to get some rest after pushing hard all week, avoiding zombies and other survivors. I have to start going even lower in my movements and actions to not draw any attention. Hell I thought after almost four years since the zombie outbreak happened the zombies would be dying off for lack of people to munch on or most survivors would be operating in pockets in the roughest place to live.

Now finding more zombies and other survivors roaming around just doesn’t make any sense. No frakking sense at all.