Before Rodgers story: Dawn it seems did not appreciate my cold hearted approach to killing Zombies. I think the turning point for her was when we came upon a orphanage and all the kids were Zombies. I cleaned it out and we went on our way. Dawn exploded at how I could be so cruel and unforgiving to even Zombie babies…

I figured that all that is happening in the world just became my fault and I can handle that. The fact is that the Zombie Virus does not care who you are and babies are no exception…

So when we met Rodger, a mild mannered only kill Zombies if you have to and run away, kinda guy. I knew that Dawn would be a lot happier with him…

So here is his story,,,

Hi! My name is Rodger,

And I have been asked to tell you what I was doing when the world turned Zombie…

I remember the morning that it all started and I woke in a ditch by the side of the road. I had been drinking with my buddies and we really tied one on. I remember that I woke with a bottle of vodka laying on my stomach. It would slosh a little bit out every time I breathed. I was soaked in vodka to say the least. We had been celebrating my upcoming wedding…

I laid there for a few minutes and tried to get my bearings. Oh my head hurt and the fact that I did not want to move and the fact that I was covered in vodka fumes, saved my life…

I was looking up out of the ditch, when I saw a whole parade of people shuffling by me. They were not really walking and they looked like they had been in a battle and lost. There was eyes hanging out of sockets and arms missing and what ever…

I was sure that I had drank too much and that my mind was blown from the alcohol. I laid there as this gruesome sight of people passed by. They never looked at me once, but I saw them sniffing the air as they walked continually. They passed by and my hangover had left me real quick. I then peeked over the edge of the ditch as silently as I could and watched the group go down the street…

Then I saw a woman running across the street in front of them and they started to moan and groan and shuffle after her. They got her pinned against a building and the next thing that I knew. They ripped her in pieces as they consumed her like a delicacy. They just were not very delicate bout how they ripped her apart alive. She screamed for two minutes and it looked like she did not shut up until they ate her head. OMG…

I heard a noise and I fell into the ditch real fast and laid still. I opened my eyes just a peek and I had a person looking at me and sniffing. He was smelling me. I was soaked in vodka and he moaned a noise like I stunk or something and shuffled away. I then realized that I had to get going and at the same time I realized that this was a Zombie Attack…

I grabbed the vodka bottle that had been laying on me and I spotted another bottle full a little farther away. Then I saw my friend who was with me last night. Or I should say, I saw his arm and I recognized the ring on his finger. The rest of him was just some very clean picked bones. I will never forget the skull and it looked like they had licked even the blood off the skull. It was almost white in color. In the hand that was left it held his bottle of whiskey that he was drinking…

I quickly poured the remainder of the bottle of vodka that had been on my stomach, over my head. It was cold! But I needed to make sure that I stunk like something a Zombie does not like…

I took the second bottle and got up to run. I started for my home and I then realized that my girlfriend was at home and I wondered if she is okay…

I ran down the street and then a bunch of Zombies saw me. So I ran to the side of the road and hid in a trash can. I poured more vodka on me and waited. The Zombies came to the trash can and after they smelled the vodka they lost interest in what they wanted. The vodka worked…

I then ran to my house. I opened the door and standing there was my girlfriend and she had on her wedding dress, but she was not in the mood to get married. She was hungry and started to come after me. Then she stopped and smelled the air. I poured a little more vodka on my head and she moan and grimaced. She shuffled past me and left the house. I was just glad I did not have to kill her. I am not sure that I could…

Well I liked my house so much that I built a tall reenforced fence around my house and stocked up on a ton of food. I found no one else alive yet and I try to kill Zombies as a last resort. They were all human at one time…

I guess that is it…

Rodger