Monday, February 27, 2012

Walking in a Zombie Wonderland

This was a weird and surreal trip. The melting snow has been forming all kinds of cool icicles all over the place, the snow is still fairly deep and undisturbed in most places, and their are clusters of zombies on every corner like some kind of apocalyptic Christmas carolers. Ever since the zombie surge that drove us out of the compound the first time (when was that, October?), we haven't been able to move without killing at least a dozen of them. I miss the good old days when we could sneak out to the store. Now we fight our way out and fight our way back.

We pretty much got what we needed. The knee brace is one of those cheapo deals that 50 year old men put on when they play softball so that they can convince everybody that they suck because of some really horrible knee injury that they're playing through, not because they're old, out of shape and generally not good at the game. I'm not sure how much it's going to help Shawn, but he seems encouraged, anyway. He's at least trying to move around more now. I would have liked to have hit the medical supply place, but the zombies were just too thick out there.

We grabbed a few more band aids and some chapstick (it's the little things that you start to miss in a zombie apocalypse). We even filled a special request from one of our group for some condoms. I'm not going to name names, but all I can say is good luck to him and godspeed. Beyond that, there wasn't much left of the old drugstore. We'll have to find a new place to scrounge.

The next trip is to get the ammo. Originally it was going to be me, Heidi, Corey and a couple of her friends from up north, but with all those zombies we ran into this time, I'm thinking it might be a good idea to bring Matt along this time. Maybe we'll thin out the herd a little on our way down and back. Why don't these things just rot away and die?

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