It's the Z-end: Welcome to the Zombie Apocalypse CHAPTER 17

March 23rd, 2012 19:20 PM

The issue of gas is something that doesn't leave me alone, I just think about how I can solve things. I have a small electric stove, but I don't know how long the light can last. I guess sooner or later they'll cut off power to the evacuated areas.

March 24, 2012 08:20 AM

This morning, after making myself a cup of coffee, I started looking for all sorts of "weapons" that I could use for my defense. An old knife in the shape of a mitten, a hammer and a small wooden bat from when I was a child, very light and handy. I don't know if this is going to help me too much, many soldiers who once had long weapons have been killed in containment operations in the hot spots. But it's better to be prepared, sooner or later I'll have to go out there.

A few minutes ago my phone started ringing, at first I was very surprised because I had hours or more of a day without receiving a message or being able to communicate.
It was a skype call from my father. The feeling of happiness and relief I have had from seeing my father has been the greatest. I almost cried as I heard his voice. He's fine, he's still in the tovar colony, next to the other neighbors and asked me to come over and meet them. I explained to my father that this was no longer a feasible option more than 4 or 5 days ago due to roadblocks. Not to mention that it would be a journey of about 100 kilometers, with controls or groups of uncontrolled people loose there. Changing the subject he told me that he managed to talk to my sister, she managed to get out of Miami before the city was isolated, but right now he has no idea where she is. The last thing she told him was that they were heading for an island in the Bahamas. From the rest of my family, I guess they will also be at the safe points. With affection I said goodbye to my father promising him that I would take care of myself and that I would keep in touch if the line allowed (My father had been trying to contact me for 4 days).

After that call, I calmed down a bit. I've given my concerns a way out. Knowing that my father is fine and that my sister managed to get out of Miami leaves me even more relaxed. Now it's time to keep a cool head and think better about the things I have to do.

March 24th, 2012 16:50 PM

About 20 minutes ago, over 80 channels went off the air. There are only 4 channels left with reduced programming with almost no information, basically movies and series. Every 1 hour they insistently repeat that under no circumstances should they try to contact the infected and if they are inevitably attacked by them, they must avoid being bitten. A defeated-looking soldier has appeared on television saying that they cannot guarantee the safety of those who are still outside the safePoints and that if they are attacked, we should try to "smash" (those were his words) the head of our attacker. "With a stick, a machete or a gunshot, try to dethrone the head of the infected person. Anyway, you must try to stop them by blowing their heads off. Something else doesn't work."

I have been surprised and surprised by such statements, but things have been out of control for too long now to alarm me. Anyway, it seems that the censorship of information is gradually loosening, I suppose because there is nothing to hide, or almost nothing to hide. It is already clear that looting gangs are in the minority in relation to the main problem, the infected, who act in an uncontrolled and violent manner. There are those who say they are healthy, only confused, others who have died and are still dead, incredible as it may seem. I, for the moment, have not seen a single one in front of me, although I suppose that is something that will change in a few hours or days. For now, I'll stay at home. As events unfold, I will take action. It's as close as I'll ever get to a plan.