Back among the living, finally.
The zombies overtook me — again. I must have been among the undead for weeks this time. I got revived in Pimbank. I found a small group of survivors in a nearby building. They spared a couple first aid kits and fixed me up. They told me that a giant surge of zombies had recently overrun almost all of Malton. They are, in fact, still rampaging in other parts of the city right now, although the larger groups have left the Pimbank area.
They left behind a completely demolished city, suburb by suburb. There are almost no human surviors at all — Just a few lucky (or unlucky?) ones remain to pick up the pieces. And the buildings are completely ransacked — no generators, no radios, no barricades, doors left open to the elements, etc. There is no safe haven. If you stay alive overnight, it’s just as much luck as it is preparation.
I can’t pick up any signals on my hand-held radio, either It’s eerily silent.
The group told me they are heading east, over to Lerwill Heights suburb. The few remaining survivors in Malton seem to be gathering in the souteast quadrant of the city. Might as well start rebuilding there.
Most of them went ahead without me, but gave me a rendevous location. I had to rest more before I left.
I almost ran out of luck that same day. I woke up and saw that the flimsy barricades we had setup were gone, and zombies had broken through — mauling survivors inside the building.
I had no bullets and very little energy left — the only thing I could do was run, so I ran. East.
From building to building I crept. I avoided the zombies I saw — and there were lots of them, out on the street and inside most of the buildings. I saw lone, isolated survivors — like myself — getting overpowered by zombies in several buildings.
There was nothing I could do. I couldn’t save them. I may not be able to save myself.
At the moment, I’m hiding in a building in Shore Hills, probably a days travel from the rendevous point. All I can do is hope luck is with me.
