Surviving Malton

Overnight, I saw a number of flares light up the night sky from all directions. Something big must be happening in Chudleyton, but I don't know what it is.

On my first morning in the new suburb, I continued my search for bullets. I went east over to Rodwell Row Police Dept, but it, too, was boarded up to where I couldn't get in, and so was the warehouse just to on its northwest corner. I still haven't been able to get into a single police station in Malton.

There was a lone zombie in the cemetery there, and I tried to attack it with the fireaxe a number of times, but I guess it's a little too wieldy for me at the moment. I didn't hurt the zombie at all. It was pretty embarrassing to see myself flailing about the way I did, over and over. You'd think I would hit the zombie at least once out of sheer luck, but no, not this time.

Nearly exhausted, I made my way back to the other warehouse next to the Tiplot Museum to rest up some more.  Maybe tomorrow I'll try searching further south, in West Becktown.

Well, I made it to Chudleyton!

When I left St Eutychian's Hospital, I knew it was barricaded so tightly that I wouldn't be able to get back in, so it was a one way trip for me. As soon as I stepped outside, I heard much moaning and groaning from zombie hordes to the east and south, coming from many locations. I guess I picked the right time to get out of Darvall Heights.

I moved quickly. Heading northwest to Postlethwaite Crescent Fire Station to check for supplies. Here is where I had my first bit of good luck since I woke up in Malton a few days ago — I was able to get in, and after a quick search, I found a good hefty fire axe! Looks like a tool to use against zombie skulls! Finally, something to use besides my fists.

Postlethwaite Crescent Fire Station was set up pretty nice: Lights, generator, fuel, and a radio transmitter. It was almost civilized!

Next, I hoped to find some bullets. I continued my north east path to Halse Crescent Police Dept, but that place was boarded up tight. I couldn't get in. Halse Crescent is right on the border of Chudleyton, so I started moving south east to the center of the suburb.

I made it to Kenefie Lane Police Dept, in Chudleyton, but it was also boarded up tight. I moved further south to the Vetch Building, which looks like a good place, but I was still hoping to find some more supplies. I went even further south to the Knyfton Row Fire Station, which was inaccessable. South of there, though, was an old warehouse I could get into. I searched around, but all I could find was a sturdy length of pipe and some old newspapers.

So that's where I am now, resting in the warehouse after a long day. If I had a radio, I might be able to hear the transmissions from the Postlethwaite Crescent Fire Station over in Darvall Heights. But tonight, I'll just listen to the wind, the crickets and the moaning of the zombie hordes.

People have been filtering out of St Eutychian’s Hospital all day. There’s only a few survivors left in here. The barricades are so strong that I won’t be able to get back in if I leave. I’m still resting for a time — I’ll be heading out to Chudleyton soon enough. I hope I’m not the last one out. I don’t have enough supplies to defend myself if they get in.

Wish me luck.

I was still restless last night and I went back out. I tried going south looking for supplies and spent some time trying to break the barricades on a warehouse I came across, to no effect. I rested a short while in the abandonded Nettleton Way Railway Station, then headed back to the safety of St Pius.

But while I was gone, someone had fortified the hospital barricades to the point where I couldn't get back in! I was stuck outside. Time was running short, so I went south again, back to the railway station, and hid there for the night. There were no barricades at all. All I could do was shut the doors and hope for some luck that those things didn't come in.

I had no such luck. During the night a survivor came in, and a zombie must have followed him. I was attacked and bitten, but jerry911, the other survivor, must have killed him. Can't say for sure. I threw the body outside, then used up all my first aid kits on the two of us — two for me and one for jerry911.

After that ordeal, I knew that the raiway station was not a safe place, so I went north to St Matheos's Hospital, but it was sealed tight. Then I tried St Prius's again, but couldn't get in there, either. There were some zomibes walking around the area that I had to fight off a bit. Finally, I was able to get into St Eutychian's Hospital for safety.

I grabbed a few more first aid kits and hunkered down to rest.

It wasn't long before some zombies broke through the barricades and made their way into the hospital. I was so tired from looking for supplies that I couldn't do anything. I could barely even think straight. Besides, I still don't have any bullets for my gun. Luckly, there were some more experienced surivivors were in the hospital, and they handily put down the zombies, disposed of the bodies, and reset the barricades.

It seems I'm safe. For the time being. But you never really know from minute to minute.

I'm going to rest up as much as possible and then head west toward Chudleyton. I hear there's another fire department and police station along the way, and that Chudleyton might be a bit safer than Darvall Heights.

I'll feel better when I get some bullets for my pistol, and figure out how to get past those fortified barricades.

I’m still stuck in St Pius’s Hospital, with no bullets and precious few supplies. Earlier today, I ventured outside. I went north to Wheelhouse Auto Repair, but couldn’t get past those damn barricades. So I went west to the Shehan Way Fire Station, just this side of Eastonwood. All along the way, I could see zombies every where I went. A couple here, a couple there. But they were all over the place. I avoided them as best I could.

A few zombies stood outside the station itself, and the doors were wide open, with no barricades at all. Was it completely deserted and picked over? No. Inside, there were a few survivors and a lone zombie. I tried to hurt the zombie, but I had almost no affect on it. This is so frustrating!

Keeping an eye on the zombie, I searched around as best I could, hoping to find an axe or some kind of weapon, but all I found were a couple pair of wirecutters.

Eventually, I had to give up the hunt for supplies and high-tail it back to St Pius for safety.

It’s unnerving to see all these zombies walking about, as if the situation wasn’t dangerous enough. Maybe I should rest up and try to get of here — head out to another suburb.

I’ll sleep on the thought.

A human survivor inside the hospital destroyed the generator! His name was Colonel Pizza. What kind of maniac would do that us? In all the pandemonium, I didn’t see what happened to him — whether he escaped outside or if other survivors took him down — but he’s gone. It was pretty crazy in here for a while.

Not only do I have to worry about zombies getting in, but now I have to worry about other survivors attacking us or destroying our supplies. I doesn’t seem right. Why can’t we all pull together in this crisis? Humans are not the enemy — the zombies are the enemy! How do I know who to trust?

I’ve got to keep an eye out for Colonel Pizza. I hope we don’t cross paths again.

Some people got a generator powered up after things settled down, so we have power again.

For now.

We made it through the night safely. I still wanted to get some bullets, so once again I went north to the Crossman Grove Police Dept.

It did not look good. A horde of zombies had gathered south of the station at Nurten Avenue. A smaller group was just outside the station. I thought better of it this time and decided not to pick a fight. I was able to find my way over the barricades and get inside the station.

I thought I would be able to find some bullets, but no. There were zombies inside the station! The station was overrun with zombies. I fought them off for a few minutes, but since I didn’t have any weapons, I was useless. One other person was in there with the zombies. I tried to help him, but there was nothing I could do. I fled in fear, hoping the other survivor could manage to do the same.

I’m safely back in the hospital now, resting. I still have no bullets. Somebody hooked up a generator, so the lights are back on, which is nice.

It’s probably better for me to avoid zombies as much as possible until I can find some other kind of weapon to fight with. Bare fists just don’t work well. But most of the other buildings are barricaded so high that I can’t get in. I may have to tear some of the barricades down to get inside a warehouse or hardware store. I need supplies!

I shouldn't have made that second trip out in my search for bullets. Some zombies broke past the hospital barricades (I didn't know they could do that!) and made their way into the hospital. They destroyed the generator, so now we are all sitting in the dark. Some people were killed. Others managed to kill the zombies and to restore the barricades. This time the barricades are pretty strong. If I leave, I probably won't be able to get back in.

Somehow, though, other survivors are able to get in past the stronger barricades. They say it's easy once you figure it out, but you've just got to figure it out.

Yeah, no kidding.

Still, now we're all in the dark. Survivors that make it in are telling stories of large hordes roaming around outside. I can hear them attacking the barricades from the outside. They are trying to get in. And I'm too tired to be of much help. I have no bullets. What am I going to do?

I was still kind of tired, but I really wanted to get some bullets. Folks told me that there was another police station, the Tayler Lane Police Dept, a few blocks to the west. I safely made my way over there, but couldn't get through those barricades, either.

On the way back, however, I spotted a lone zombie walking eastward. I lost him a couple times, but managed to catch up with him just north of St Pius's Hospital. I worked him over with my fists for a while before ducking back into the hospital.

Still no bullets.

While resting in St Pius's Hospital, I learned that you can kill a zombie, at least temporarily. No one knows yet if it's possible to completely destroy a zombie. But they can be put down. They are slow and stupid and you can hurt them.

I wanted revenge.

They told me I might be able to find some bullets in the Crossman Grove Police Dept a few blocks north. I slipped out of the hospital, this time making sure I would be able to get back in, and made my way up the streets.

Before I made it to the station, I came across a small group zombies, about half a dozen or so, standing around on Nurten Avenue.

This was my chance. I had no bullets, but I came up from behind and starting punching and hitting them as hard as I could. As expected, they were slow and stupid and easy to avoid, and I wailed on them for a good while. Soon, though, I realized that I wasn't really hurting them all that much. And I was getting tired. The Crossman Grove Police Dept across the street was also barricaded so strongly that I knew I wouldn't be able to get in there.

I didn't want to exhaust myself and leave myself exposed to any of these damned zombies, so I gave up the fight and went back to St Pius's Hospital for safety.

I didn't get any bullets, but it still felt good the wail on some zombies.