The end is near.

Jun 13, 2007 18:19

Oh God, it's terrible. They got Brian. He pushed his way in, and Al was with him, and the others went at them with any equipment they could swing... those old magnetic tape drives finally came in handy for something, I guess. I didn't look. I stayed in my box and didn't peek, like the coward I am. I could hear the shouting as the living killed the dead, and then killed the other bitten before they turned. I heard Charles yell "Oh shit! I'm bitten!" in that slight Nigerian accent of his, and then Andy say, "I'm so sorry, man" before bashing his head in with a keyboard. He recounted it all for me, and then, when he noticed the teethmarks in his arm, he lied down on the ground and made me push an old printer off the top shelf on his head... you know, one of the huge old HPs. I don't even know how they got that thing up here.

Now it's just me, alone in the supply closet. The door is heavy, and swings shut on its own, and everyone who had access is already in here... dead. I can smell the blood and the gore all around me, and I can still hear the screaming outside. I'll never get out of here. I'll be stuck in this room, with reeking, rotting corpses for days, and I'm already having trouble keeping my stomach where it is. I'm going to go crazy.

Somehow the router is still up, but the battery on this laptop is going dead... goddamn it, Dell was supposed to send us a replacement for that, too. I'm sure there's a charger in here somewhere, but that would mean descending to the ground level and stepping over the bodies... and then I might not be able to climb back up.

laurion, bleemoo, I hope we all hold out long enough to make it through. asdr83, laura47, eternalcow27, RUN. Run fast, and run far. Don't look back. Get safe.

Shit, only a few minutes left. This may be my last post ever. So, y'know, just in case....

Hume, Sheena, I'm sorry I still owe you money. God, husband, I hope this isn't happening where you are. Japanese zombies are not as funny as you'd think. Poor Mr. Mori gave such a nice speech at the awards breakfast this morning, and now all he can say is "blaaaaiiins." Nikki, flee for Japan before it's too late. Find Sheena.

Sandler, if you see this, tell John I said not to worry, and good-bye... you know, just in case.

Now I'm going to stay here, on this shelf, in my box, curled on my side, with no way to contact the outside world, in a room of stinking dead people. Dear Lord, have mercy on us.

1 minute until battery death.

omgwtfbbq, zombie apocalypse

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