I walked for two days and did some thinking’s! I was deep in thought about the state that the world was in, when I found my self in a valley and the valley was full of dead Zombies and a few dead humans…

It looked like about three thousand people in total. What a mess…

Being that I was in a very arid desert area, the bodies were well on there way to being mummified. They were zapped of all their moisture and the only real damage to the carcasses was from vultures and when I found them (bodies), they (vultures) were not present…

I found the humans that were left, but dead in a circle in the middle of the valley. They had fought bravely and actually won, when you think about it. They died and never became Zombies. They also took all the Zombies with them…

I could feel the battle that took place and the air was saturated with emotions of the dying people, fighting for their lives against a foe that had no emotions or fears. That is a problem with Zombies, they have no fears when you get technical about it…

Though I have seen Zombies in my escapades that did understand and fear death, when death was so over powering that they could not escape it…

But in a case like this, where basic Zombie instincts are in play. This was a Zombie haven and these last few souls fighting for their existence, lived in pure fear as they slowly dies and were consumed…

I stayed in silence for a few hours and got a good image of what happened here…

The spirits that were left told me:

The valley looked like a great spot to stop for the night. The group of survivors had been lucky so far and they had been doing good. The sky was clear and no Zombies had been seen for several days. So stopping in the valley instead of a high hill just seemed okay and everyone was so tired that they just stopped. Surrounded by hills…

This was to be the downfall in the end…

They had good warnings and they worked okay when a few zombies just straggled in, but when thousands straggled in. The only thing that would have helped is to be on the high ground…

Instead they were few in number and they were  in the low ground. The Zombies held all the high ground and poured down upon the tiny group of survivors like water flowing downhill…

In a few seconds the group was surrounded and it was just a matter of time…

But the group was not going without a fight and they fought until the ammo ran out and then fought until the last man standing was down. Then they fought until that man gave out…

The last man in the fight was in the very center of the whole valley! I was thinking of “Custards Last Stand” when I saw this place…

The last Zombie was killed as it tried to crawl toward the man in the center. Its head split open by a machete. The man who had a dozen bite marks on him. Still had the rife in his hands that he killed himself with, before he would have turned to a Zombie…

The people that fought for their lives, all died by head shots before turning and they were all green eyed. It look like they fought even after being bit and fought till they almost turned…

I know it is important to your soul, to die before turning into a Zombie. It is very important…

So I sat in peace while absorbing what had happened here. It was a complete annihilation of both man and Zombie and the result was total peace…

I sat and wandered if this is what is to become of man and is this what ultimately will become of the whole earth?

A planet dead of man or Zombie and only nature to control earth…

Stryker…