Another story from the early days that I was walking the planet earth to see what is going on…

I met a woman named Sissy…

Sissy was a hairdresser and she was working on a woman’s hair as the virus hit her area…

Sissy was doing a perm job on a woman, the woman just had her hair dyed to auburn color and was in the process of being curled when Sissy almost got bit by the woman that she was doing the hair on. Oh by the way Sissy has green eyes…

He is Sissy’s story as she told me, to the best of my recollection…

Sissy said that she was working the early shift at a 24 hour beauty salon. She was just finishing up a huge monstrous sized woman and little did she know that this three hundred pound woman would almost be the end of her life…

Sissy said:

The hair salon had those old hair dryers that looked like a hood that went down over your head to dry your hair. This was one of the attractions of this salon, because we had much more efficient ways to do hair in the year 3000, but do to a nostalgic era trying to start up about the 1900 in America. We had things like these beauty salons that catered to rich people the old hair way…

It was this old hair dryer that saved my life as when this woman became a Zombie, she was trapped temporarily under the hood and it took her a second to get out. I was attempting to check her hair and she was acting very bad and unruly, then she tried to bite me and was stopped by the heavy plastic hood of the hair dryer. I jumped back and she moaned that terrible Zombie moan and I just knew what was happening. That hood on the dryer gave me enough time to run behind the counter and try to call the police. That was a futile effort as the police already had three million or so cases of the Zombie Virus reported in a city of 6 million people. I was on my own and I knew a Zombie when I saw a Zombie…

I hung up the phone and was in deep thought! That is when Miss Red Head of the Dead tried to tear the counter down in between the two of us. She still had the hair dryer hood on her head and she was moaning something terrible and it was echoed sounding and amplified coming out from under that hood…

Know a hair stylist place such as ours had all the old time hair cutting stuff. I grabbed a scissors and since the hood was on this monsters head, all I could do was stab it in the arms and chest. This had no effect and she did not even bleed. I then saw the broom that I used to sweep with and I grabbed it and pushed the hood off her head. When I did that she bit the broom handle and but it in two. It was wood. just like the old days…

She cracked it and left a pointed end in my hands and as she lunged across the counter again with wood splinters in her mouth. I drove the point of the broom handle with all my strength into her left eye. She backed up and did not fall, but I could tell that it had slowed her down a bunch. I had destroyed enough brain to effect her. Now she could hardly move and was hardly moaning. But she still wanted my brains…

I ran around the counter and went for the door. She lugged that 300lb body after me and I intended to try to send her out the door. I opened the door and she stumbled at me. I pulled a lighter out of my pocket and as she tried to slow down and find me. I lit the dried straw that made up the broom and it flamed like a torch. I stepped aside and slipped around back of her and pushed as hard as I could and she stumbled out the door into the street…

The last I saw of her, she was stumbling after someone else and she had a flaming old time broom sticking out of her head…

I closed the door and pulled the steel curtains down and being that I was alone, I made a cup of coffee and smoked a cigarette to calm my nerves…

That was how my life started in this wonderful world of Zombies that we are now in…

Sissy…