With Rod leading the way, we transcended the lower levels of the ship! Rod seemed like a man possessed and he had put on a suit of bullet proof material. It was a shark suit and would stop the Zombies from biting him. I found out later that was his personal suit and he had retrieved it from a locker on the bridge. I also found out that he was a officer of the ship…

With this suit on he walked straight into the Zombies and with gloved hands ripped Zombies apart like a grinding machine does a fine cut of beef. I kept the stragglers from behind from getting Rod and I let him create the path to the men who were trapped. We progressed floor after floor and just when I thought that we would never find these guys we entered a passage and at the other end, maybe a hundred meters away, we saw them enter the same passage, through a  bulkhead door. They saw us and screamed help. It seems that they had hundreds of Zombies trying to follow them into the passage way. They also had 50 or more Zombies trying to get them in the passage way. The Zombies paid us no mind, as the other guys screamed and drew their attention. So we walked right into the fray and slaughtered Zombies. Or I should say Rod did and I kinda watched. You see, being in the way of Rod would be worse than fighting a Zombie. I had a chance with a Zombie, but with Rod! One swipe of that huge paw and he would take my head off at the shoulders and I just watched him do that to a Zombie, right at that moment…

He got to the door and pushed everyone out of the way! Then he swung the door open wide and with a huge grunt and heave, he slammed it shut! The door squirted Zombies in all directions as it was forced shut with more force than a bulldozer hitting it and with a spin of the wheel, the door was sealed…

Then he turned and walked back the way we came and started to kill Zombies that we had missed. I looked at the guys and motioned to come on. I was silent for I knew that something was wrong and it was wrong big time…

Rod was acting like a crazed animal and he even was opening doors and shredding Zombies that did not even need to be bothered…

Then I saw it! He was bitten. Something had been able to bite all the way through the special cloth. I could not understand how, but there it was on his back a bite into the flesh…

We got to the surface and on deck and then Rod looked up at me and said, “Do it quick! I feel the change coming! Do it quick, because you will all die by my hands as a Zombie!”

I stood there with that metal bar that he gave me and I looked at the most powerful man I have ever known, but he was powerless to fight off the bite of a Zombie. I knew he was correct, we could not stop him as a Zombie. He is willing to let me kill him now, but in a few minutes he will willingly kill me…

I raised the bar and looked at his eyes. I was not afraid to look away, because he deserved dignity in death. He deserved to die his way and not be one of these mindless, slobbering, stumbling, sick and pathetic creatures called a Zombie…

With that hatred for what they did to this powerful man. I swung the bar and smashed his head and I kept smashing his head, until the others stopped me. Then I screamed at the friend that I had found/killed and screamed at god for doing this and screamed at the Zombies and screamed at myself and screamed at the world…

Then I removed his head from his body and tossed it nonchalantly over the side, because that is what he would consider correct and now he will never turn to a Zombie!

Never ever…

That was the start of the Zombie Virus for me! How has your day been?

Paul