Memo to self:

[squeequeg]

No more Shaun of the Dead, no more World War Z, no more 28 Days Later or any related material, no more online zombie stories. No more.

Because these zombie nightmares of yours are really getting out of hand.




This time the goddamned zombies didn't even need to show. We just knew they were there, and that both Chicago and Boston had fallen, and that there was no chance of seeing our loved ones again. We were in a van that was pretty flimsy, had no food, no water, and no idea of where to go next.

Fuck.

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[cybersattva.livejournal.com]

We grab whatever arsenal we can and hole up in the Berkshires, silly! At least, that's my plan for any apocalyptic scenario!

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There aren't any zombies, vampires, Commies, or alien invaders reading your journal, are there?

O.o

o.O

[stealthmuffin.livejournal.com]

It was pretty clear that we weren't going to make it to the Berkshires. Or even out of Ohio.

And I don't know about the rest, but I can assure you that there are no commie mutant traitors reading my journal. The Computer would prevent that.