I was a just a secretary for a Chevy dealership that was located right outside of town. You know one of those women who answered the phone, looked pretty as customers came in and did her finger nails while waiting for the phone to ring…

I was always the first one to get to work and I always got there at 6 am like clock work. The day that everyone became Zombies was no different and there I was at 6 am and unlocking the door. I noticed that the janitors car was still there and that meant one of two things, his car broke down as it did all the time! (It was a Chevy you know!) or he had issues and had lots do. All I know is that the owner (Sam) would not want to pay overtime and he would be mad if it was the latter…

The Janitor’s name is Ralph and I called his name out as I entered the building. No one answered so I figured all was good. It was only his car broke down. I went to the front desk, my desk and checked to see if there was any messages that had to be dealt with immediately. Nothing stood out and then I went to make coffee…

I brewed a big 100 cup pot of coffee and realized that we did not have enough Styrofoam cups to get through the day. The guys who worked in the garage loved coffee and of course salesmen suck coffee down like it was a bottle of beer to stay awake from drinking too much the night before…

I walked to the janitor closet, that was were we kept the extra cups for me to keep them filled. I opened the door and that is when I found the janitor. He was a stumbling, moaning, blood covered Zombie, with a screw driver sticking out of his head…

I moved like I have never moved before and was standing back by the huge coffee pot when I stopped running and screaming. Then I froze, all I could see in my frozen state was a dead man with a screwdriver sticking out of his head between his eyes and he was wanting to kill me. You could see it in his eyes, he just slobbered all over the place and just shuffled straight toward me. It was a moan, then a step, a moan, then a step and so on and so on…

I woke up from that vision of a Zombie and the fact that he wanted my brains. You know all Zombies want brains? Don’t they? I realized that I had put myself into the corner and he was blocking my escape from him. I also smelled fresh coffee…

I quickly pored a cup for myself and them grabbed the huge coffee pot and with a effort that I did not know that I had in me threw a 100 cups of coffee (minus one), into his face as he shuffled slowly toward me…

Well the moan became a screaming sounding moan and I figured that somewhere in that Zombie brain that he just realized that he was boiled. I thought about the lawsuit with McDonald’s over spilled coffee that the woman won and I yelled at him that he was not going to win a lawsuit and go to hell…

I ran past him, taking care not to fall on the coffee covered floor and realized that I had blinded him permanently by the super steaming coffee. I ran to the garage entrance door and just as I neared that door, the night mechanic slammed up against the glass of the door and he looked much worse than the janitor. He had huge bite marks taken out of his neck and one leg was arm was missing. The door was locked as I could see the dead bolt pushed too and I backed away from the door…

I turned back to the janitor and realized that he was trying to find me still. He was terrible looking, the skin was eaten off his face by the scalding water and what blood he had left was seeping out his face and neck…

I remembered that the boss has a real Katana sword in his office and it was his pride and joy. I ran to the office and since I have keys to everything, I opened his door and grabbed the sword. I just hoped that he would not be mad at me…

I went back out and found the janitor and yelled, “Hey You!” He turned to my voice and I swung as hard as I could at his neck. The sword is so sharp that I did not need to swing as hard as I could and I found myself spinning around and I hit the floor. As I looked up I saw a headless Zombie body and then I realized that the head was spinning in circles near by hand. The body finally fell over and the head stopped spinning. Except the eyes kept looking for me and the mouth was constantly gnashing and biting…

I stood up and stuck the sword through one of his blinded eyes and picked up the head and smashed it on the ground as I cut the head open. Then I turned to the night mechanic…

I saw him still pushing against the glass door and I decided to check out the back way into the garage. I quietly went around behind the Zombie in the garage and after I was sure that he was the only one in the garage. I tossed a tool at him and he spun around, moaning to beat the band…

He saw me and came right for me in a Zombie shuffle. As soon as he was in range I brought the sword straight down on top his head and sliced the head open like a ripe melon. That stopped him…

I unlocked the door to the front and went in and sat at my desk and waited. I was going to wait for the boss and see what he wanted to do…

After a few hours and no one showing up and no one calling. I started to call people and no one answered anywhere. Then I saw someone walking outside and I ran to the door. I saw that it was sweet little Miss Engstrum from across the street. She was always bringing treats for us to eat. I opened the door and hollered at her. I was greeted with a moan and a look of, I want your brains…

I slammed the door shut and locked it and she shuffled up and stared int the door through the glass. Then little Jimmy the kid next door was standing looking in one of the showroom windows and he had a puppy dog hanging out of his mouth as he ate it. Then I saw Mr. Bennett and he was chewing on a leg of someone as he banged on the front window glass. The building was all glass and that is when I realized that maybe I should try to get out of there…

I took the sword and went to the very back door and found no one around. I quietly slipped out the back and walked around the twenty or so Zombies that had gathered to see what was for breakfast in the dealership…

That is when I took up residence in this building that was the library in the town square, because it was built a hundred years ago, when they really built buildings. I snuck around and gathered food and killed a few Zombies here and there. I watched the Zombies get all weird as it rained and was able to gather food during rain storms as the Zombies are just stupid as hell then…

Then you came along and saved my ass as they were finally trying to kill me and eat a fresh meal. I messed up and was caught day dreaming about the good ole days…

That is it and all I wanna say, right now…

Dawn

and I wandered to the next town and met a girl named Dawn…

Billy the Kid could take care of himself and like he said, he is a loaner. So I did not worry much about him. He was happy and when he killed all the Zombies in that little town as he acted like a Western gunslinger, then he could move on to a bigger town, because the survival rate was very very low and I think many towns would have no one left alive at all. Unless you call a Zombie being alive…

Well a few days later I came across a girl named Dawn! I found her in a major battle with 25 Zombies and I noticed once again, Green eyes and a sword! Girls like swords and guys like guns… 🙂

She was good, but she was getting tired and I walked up in time this time and unlike Sara, I was able to save Dawns life…

25 less Zombies in town and Dawn and I where sharing a bottle of wine, eating some spam, oreo cookies and she told me her story… (Who says all humanity was lost!)

Stryker

My name is Billy and I was on a camping trip (actually a poaching for deer trip) when the Zombie holocaust happened. It was a week before I saw my first Zombie and that was in the woods. I am not sure what happened and really do not care…

I am a loner by nature and the less people there is the better. In fact I seem to be very happy plucking away at Zombies and I hope that I never run out of them to shot. It is like a computer game and what with a guns store in this town. I have literally unlimited ammo and weapons…

But enough of that, I met the first Zombie while I was hiking around looking for deer signs in the woods. I heard before I saw a Zombie. At first I was pissed off that some drunk idiot was stumbling around through the woods. I yelled at him that he could and would get killed doing things that way. Then he started to moan and I thought that sounds like a Zombie moan in one of those movies…

As he approached me, he raised his arms and stumbled toward me with a black saliva draining from his mouth. I knew that there was something seriously wrong with this dude and as he would not listen. I pulled my little .32 caliber HR revolver out of my pocket and shot him. He did not care and I shot him again. He still could have cared less. Then I remembered the movies. I shot him in the head, between the eyes. Then he cared…

I looked at him laying on the ground and that is when I realized that he was a Zombie. I packed everything up and took off for home. I took a picture of him as I was going to tell the police and as I walked back to civilization I was trying to think of a good lie as to why I was out in the woods. I decided to go back to my place first and stash the guns. Then I would go to the station. I would enter town after dark…

I waited in the woods for an hour as it got dark, then I sneaked to my little trailer in the local trailer park and stashed everything. I noticed that everything was really strange around town and there was no lights anywhere, that I could see. The power was off at my place and that meant hot beer later… Yuck…

Then I walked to town and that is when I realized that town was not my town no more…

The first Zombie I met was the local police officer and he was fully outfitted uniform, gun and all. He just started to moan like crazy when he saw me and shuffled as fast as he could to get a bite of me. I side stepped him and unhooked the strap on his gun and shot him with his own gun. Well that brought the Zombies to life and the next thing that I realized was that I had to have been the only human left in town. The rest were either dead and eaten or a Zombie…

Since the copper had only a 6 shooter and it was only a 38 special. I decided that running was the best option at this point. I ran back to my trailer and got my riot shotgun. 12 gauge and buckshot. I knew that would make a big hole in a Zombie…

Then I went back to town and met hundreds of Zombies that were trying to follow me to my place. Persistent monsters if you ask me. It was easy to keep them busy. Just shoot one of them and the other Zombies would eat the dead Zombie. So to keep them busy just shoot a few of them and everyone was happy…

I gave them ready to eat Zombie meals and then I went back into town. I wanted to see if anyone else was alive…

I broke into the pawn shop and gathered my western six guns that I had pawned for money. I gathered that no one cared and since they were my favorite weapons, I wanted them back…

With my six guns strapped down to my legs, I grabbed a cowboy hat that looked right nice and stepped out onto the town s streets. That is when I started to practice in quick draw and tried to kill a Zombie with one shot between the eyes. I have been months practicing and when you came up you found me doing just that…

I am the only one that survived the Zombie Virus or what ever it was and this is my town now. I guess that is all I want to say…

Bill

I remembered that Sara’s eyes were green as are mine and as the next guy that I came across in my escapades looking for people alive in this Zombie infested world had green eyes. Hmm – Green Eyes – I wonder…

I stepped into a town that was dusty and dry and I remember seeing a Zombie slowly shuffling toward a young man in a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, two six guns cowboy style and even spurs on those boots…

The guns were single action colts as I found out later and he could draw down I am here to tell you. Bang, down went a Zombie with a bullet between its eyes. Bang, there went another one, perfect shot between its eyes…

I cleared my throat and he looked at me from under the rim of his cowboy hat and turned and walked into the bar he was near. Right then I started to call him Billy the Kid, you know, the outlaw from the old days of the wild west…

So here is Billy the Kids story…

Stryker

I remember waking up in bed and my husband next to me was moaning. I turned the light on and what use to be my husband was staring at me and he had the baby or daughter in his mouth eating her. He sat in bed next to me and ate our daughter like it was breakfast in bed…

I was stunned for a second and then it seems that adrenaline and the fight or flight syndrome kicked in. I rolled out of bed and screamed bloody murder at  the top of my lungs. My husband was eating our baby and he looked like some crazed Manichean deviant psycho…

I grabbed the lamp by my bedside and used it as a club and beat him until I could not discern what was my baby and what was my husband. May they rest in peace…

Then I heard a noise outside and I went to the window and stared out into a world gone crazy. I saw people all over the place in the yards and streets. They were eating someone or something. I saw even the dogs and cats running for their lives as moaning, stumbling, psychotic Zombies chased anything still living for a meal…

That is when it hit me, Zombies…

My husband or dead husband now, had a riot shotgun in the closet. It held 8 + 1 in the chamber and had 6 shells on the stock and we had 5 boxes of shells in a canvas bag. I grabbed it after I dressed in running clothes and gym shoes. I put the shells and food and water in a backpack and grabbed gun to run, from what ever crazy sick thing has happened to my world…

I looked one last time at my husband and baby combined into a bloody mess on the bed and went to the front door. I tossed a Molotov Cocktail down the hallway that I had made out of a bottle of 151 Rum. It set the home on fire with a satisfying roar and I went out to see what was going on…

My neighbor was eating her cat on my front porch and she moan and hissed at me as I came out. I pulled the trigger on the shotgun and her head exploded like a rip melon. As her body hit the ground, I heard the roar of the fire consuming the house and I never looked back as I ventured off on a new life and tried to make my way into a world that has gone crazy…

So now I lay here and feel the pain of transforming to a Zombie and I really do not want to become a Zombie. So please finish me and walk away and don’t look back…

She said something strange, just before I pulled the trigger. She said, “I owe you one and when I can pay it back I will!”

I left Sara after a bullet between the eyes and I never looked back…

Stryker

I found Sara standing in a field and was surrounded by Zombies! She had a Katana sword and was slicing and dicing Zombies, unto their death…

I was too far away and could not help her much, I shot what I could at the long range that I was from her, but I knew that she was overwhelmed. I ran and stopped and shot. I ran and stopped and shot. Every time I took one more Zombie away from her demise…

Then it happened, they knocked her down and she was bitten. She exploded with fury and Zombie parts flew in the air. I finally approached and started to lay Zombies down shot after shot after shot, I had Zombie killing down and made short work of them…

Sara laid there breathing heavy and I could see the tale tale black veins of Zombie death crawling up her arm toward the rest of her body. I knew that it was futile and asked her does she want me to finish her now? She said no, but she would like to talk before she went…

I made her comfortable as I could and she told me her tale…

Stryker

John was blessed as far as the beginning of the Zombie turning point! He saw first hand the thoroughness of the virus as it converted 99% of the populace into Zombies. Nothing seemed to stop it and a a bite was a guaranteed ticket to Zombie land…

I left John as he decided that his home in the gun shop was too good to leave. So I wandered on in search of another survivor of the Zombie War of 2012…

Next I found Sara…

Stryker

I must of fallen a sleep after I shot my ex-girlfriend the Zombie. I really think that my mind just shut down after all that happened. When I woke it took me a few minutes to comprehend what was happening and why I was in a gun store. My stomach woke up before me and was growling and telling me that I was hungry. I looked around and saw that it was daylight and no food in the gun shop. Then I remembered everything like a bad wave of dirty water full of sewage flooding my mind. Zombies…

I decided after a few minutes of contemplation that I would carry a riot shotgun in 12 gauge and a Glock 9 millimeter with silencer and with a 31 round magazine and a bag of normal magazines fully loaded. I then was going to go gather some food and see what is happening outside…

I decided that staying hidden forever would not make me safer in the long run and I really wanted to see if anyone else survived…

I opened the door and then the gate of the gun shop and stepped out into the bright sunlight. The town square was empty and all I saw was bloody spots were people had been eaten and killed. Even my ex-girlfriend was gone from the front of the store…

I had the shotgun slung over my shoulder and held the Glock like a pacifier to keep my nerves calm as I crept into the open of the world. Nothing everything was quiet. I made my way to the grocery store across the street and the door opened as if everything was normal, but inside there was not a soul around…

The towns power supply came from a hydro damn and it was on auto as it always was, that much we knew as townspeople from living here. We were very lucky to have cheap energy all the time. So the electric doors at the 24 store knew no different as they shut behind me in the store…

I checked the store out and when all was safe, I gathered food and supplies. I made three trips and was on my fourth trip when things changed for the worse…

I had just closed the door of the gun shop and was halfway across the street of the square to go to a hardware store, when I heard the first moan of the day. I was running head down because the wind had picked up and it looked like rain. I heard that moan and at first I assumed it was the storm coming. I decided that I needed to get what I needed and get settled in for the night…

I ran into the hardware store and gathered batteries and a radio, plus a CD player for the movies that I had gathered earlier. I was frantic because something was telling me that things were going to get bad and I wanted to be inside the gun shop as it was a fortress…

I stepped outside and closed the door behind me. I also locked it back. I turned around and I almost wet my pants. The square was full of Zombies and they all were looking at me with that, “I want to eat your brains!” look…

Then it started to rain…

They all looked at the sky and were transfixed as it rained…

I finally got the nerve up and made my way through the Zombies and got to the gun shop. Not a Zombie moved, even when touched and bumped. Then I got into the gun shop and slammed the door shut. I put the stuff up and my heart was beating at a thousand miles and hour. I made it…

Then my brain slapped me across the inside of my head…

Rain, Zombies, mesmerized…

I looked out and saw that the rain was a long rain and very steady. So I grabbed another of the Glocks 9 mm with a 31 round magazine and stepped outside into the rain with one of the weapons in each hand…

I walked amongst the Zombies and kept muttering to my self, “Head shot! One shot one kill!” I had three rounds left as the rain was stopping and I stepped back into the gun shop…

Next morning the bodies were all gone and every time it rained after that point, I would toss a flash bang grenade and draw the Zombies before the rain. Then I would shoot them all when it rained. I knew that I was almost done when the Zombie bodies would be still left in the morning the next day. I had to start dragging the bodies off…

I realized that the Zombies ate the dead Zombies as a food source…

So after I killed all the “Rain Zombies” as I called them, I went door to door and killed the “Trapped Zombies” as I called them…

Out of 5ooo people in the town, I was the only one that survived.

The rest were Zombies…

John…

Just as I thought that my life was ended. It started to rain and the Zombies stopped where they were at and stared at the sky. It was like they were mesmerized by the rain…

I looked around and realized that everyone who came out of the theater we me, including my girlfriend was a Zombie and they also looked up at the sky as it rained. I took advantage of the situation and ran like hell…

As I ran down the main street of the town I lived in, I realized also that there was Zombies everywhere and they were all staring at the sky while it rained. I also could tell that the rain was going to end as fast as it started and I better be somewhere safe by the time the rain stops or according to my feelings. All hell would break loose again as the Zombies woke up again from the trance of the rain…

I frantically glanced around at the businesses that were along the main street. I saw that the gun shop was still lit up and I ran to the door. The gun shop was like a fortress with steel bars and steel gates protecting the windows and doors. It was open and inside was a Zombie. The owner of the store was dead on the floor with his brains being eaten and the Zombie was just smacking his lips in satisfaction. So it looks like no rain, no mesmerizing force inside. Inside was another issue with Zombies…

A gun laid at my feet and it looked like the owner had dropped it as he died. I picked it up and remembered all the Zombie movies in clarity at that moment. “Shoot the head stupid – shoot the head!” So I pulled the trigger and shot the Zombie between the eyes…

Down he went like a sack of potatoes and then I drug its body with the owners body (After I shot him between the eyes also!) out the front door and pulled the gates of the gun shop closed and locked just as the rain stopped and the Zombies started to moan and groan again looking for a decent meal…

It was not two minutes after I shut off the lights, that what it seemed like a hundred Zombies crashed up against the gates and window bars of the gun shop. I almost wet my pants, but everything held and in a few more minutes they all left except one and that was my ex girlfriend. She just stood outside the window and moaned and moaned and moaned…

After about two hours of her moaning and moaning and moaning. I ripped the door and gate open and screamed “shut up,” then I unloaded a Glock 10mm into her head and then slammed the door and gate shut, before her body even hit the ground…

Then I had some piece and quiet and started to contemplate what I was going to do next…

John

This first tale called “The Theater” was told to me by a survivor of the first wave of Zombie death that swept America. He lived at least a few years and it was based on pure dumb luck. His name was John Smith…

Hi my name is John and I guess I will begin with – I really do not know how to explain what happened, but when my girlfriend and I left the theater after seeing the latest and greatest Zombie flick. The world had changed and not for the better…

Let me begin as we bought tickets for the movie called: The Zombie Source Code…

My girl was so excited about this new movie called “The Zombie Source Code!” It was suppose to rival all the previous Zombie movies and I promised to take her to see it Sunday night. Well we made it to the last showing an that was midnight…

We bought tickets and after we got in it looked like about 5 more were there with us to see the film. The late night is not very busy and the two earlier shows were sold out as we were told and we had to settle on this time or not see it until next weekend. So we took the late show…

I have to say the movie was pretty good and it definitely reviled the classic “Dawn of the Dead!” The special effects were very good and the actors actually acted like they could act. So it was alright and I would tell anyone to go see it. Except…

The world seems to have changed and not for the better while the movie was going on…

When the movie ended we left and five more walked out with us. Everyone was excited about the movie and how cool it was. I was kinda put out as we passed through the lobby of the theater and popcorn was scattered all over the place and you could tell it hand not been cleaned, at all. There also was not anyone in the lobby at all to see us out and close the doors…

We walked by the cashier box where the lady sat who sells tickets and I heard a thump real loud. We all jumped and when we looked into the ticket selling booth. The was what we thought was a fake Zombie beating their head on the door of the booth. One of the other guys said, “Hey that is cool, make the movie even more realistic feeling!”

Then Like a bolt of lightning or should I say a slow moving bolt of lightning…

A real Zombie came out of no where and ripped the head off of the guy who said how cool everything was and proceeded to eat his brains. We all stood there like total stupid idiots and watched a Zombie eat brains…

Then my girlfriend started to scream as we all started then to scream and I started to run around in circles as another Zombie grabbed my girlfriend and ripped her head off and started to eat her brains…

OMG what the Hell…

I then spun around and realized that there was Zombies everywhere and they wanted to eat our brains…

John