I'm Not Alone

Finally have a chance to stop and log another entry. In the past few days a lot has occurred that I can honestly say a year ago I would have said was impossible. Its funny to think that just a little while back people obsessed over things such as cars, clothes, and other designer items. I always laughed at those people that would go out and spend $400 dollars on a purse just because it said Chanel or LV on it. Or those people that would go out and spend $100,000 dollars on a car. Those same people are now either dead or the walking dead, and here I am hot wiring their $100,000 dollar car and beating the hell out of it. The irony of the whole situation helps a little in keeping me amused while I fight for my own survival.

I guess I should make something clear before we get to far. I am not exactly alone in my little adventure here, I do have a companion moving along with me. A girl named Erin is traveling with me right now. We have known each other for almost 10 years now and always told each other that we would be around for the other if needed. I guess this situation fits the bill for that promise. Its kinda funny that of all the people I could be left with in the apocalypse I would be left with the one person in the world that I am the polar opposite of. More irony in a world of destruction.

A few things you should know about Erin. She is the essential tree-hugging hippie, green, PETA member. Before this all occurred she would be the person you would find outside of a KFC protesting their treatment of animals. Or the person who would see a woman walking in a fur coat, run up to her yell fur is murder, and throw a can of paint on her. While I'm the one who drove the hummer and ate all the meat I could, she drove a bio-diesel car and was a vegetarian. I can say that there is no way I would have ever thought that it would be her and I in the end.

So here we are the hippie and the carnivore traveling across the country trying to figure out what to do next. The arguments between us are far and few, but when they occur I even feel bad for the creatures roaming around us. Hell if I heard one of these arguments from the outside, I would try to attack us I would run (or in the case of a grazer hobble) away as fast as I could and hope I didn't get caught in the shit storm to come. Ha, who would have ever thought that I would feel sympathy for a mindless killing machine.

Well back on track. To give you a idea of the things we are facing along the way Ill tell you about our little adventure into the strip club. I know anyone reading this is thinking "WTF, A strip club???" Now hear me out at the time I thought it was a good idea. My logic was that who the hell would go to a strip club when the world is about to end. Of course this lead to a massive argument between Erin and I that escalated into her threatening to shoot me. In the end of course I won since I just took her gun away and told her I was going to leave her outside. Word of advice never listen to me when a strip club is involved regardless of the situation.

Once we got into the strip everything seemed cool. The lights were still down low and the music was going loud. Of course me being me the first thing I looked for was the booze. Come on who doesn't want to down some booze in the safety of a gentleman's club to escape the hell outside. Erin first thought of course was a little smarter, she started scavenging for anything would could use along the way. After she disappeared for a few minutes I started to hit the bottle. Sat down on one of the coaches and relaxed. For some reason my mind drifted off to my friends back east and wondered if any of them were still alive or if they had succumbed to the outbreak as well. As I started to drift off my peace and tranquility was broken by Erin running by me screaming "You Dumb Ass!!!" at the top of her lungs. After a second or two of that I finally looked back from where she had come to see why she was running. There coming out of the room she had left was 5 sprinters coming after her, and my brilliant idea to take away her gun had left her defenseless.

It turns out the the night of the outbreak in the particular club there was a bachelor party going on in a private room. Who knew? So instead of us finding a abandoned building that we could rest in we had walked into what could only be described as a nest full of creatures.

I jumped up and threw a handgun to Erin since I had left my dufflebag full of weapons behind the counter of the bar. She started shooting at the sprinters coming at us full speed. Its hard to imagine exactly how fast these brain dead beings are, but imagine being chased by a rabid wolf that has nothing on its mind other than killing you for dinner. Erin fired a round right by my head a hit a sprinter diving at my right in the head killing it instantly. Thankfully I had taught her how to shoot when this all occurred or else I would have been screwed. The creatures noticed where the shot had come from and started running toward the loud noises. To give Erin her credit she was a natural shot with that handgun. She was able to take down 2 more with shots to the head, and all this without hitting me with a single round. Unfortunately Erin had exhausted all of the rounds if the gun and was now without a weapon of any sorts. This is where my ingenuity took over and I came up with a great idea. I picked up the chair next to me a whipped it as hard as I could toward the closest sprinter. Luckily for me these things are dumb as hell and he didn't try to move out of the way at all. The chair caught it square in the midsection and knocked him over. I ran over and drove the heel of my boot square into the creatures face. The crunch of the bone as his skull collapsed was vile and gut wrenching. After three more stomps the creature finally stopped moving.

While I was busy stomping the hell out of this brain sucker (they don't actually suck brains by the way), Erin was busy running around trying to avoid the one sprinter we had left. At this point she had it on the other side of the room away from the bar where all the weapons were sitting. Of course she would be no where near the only chance she had to kill this thing. I ran to the bar, grabbed the bag and ducked under the bar. Once I had my favorite little toy out I yelled for Erin to start running towards the bar. She hoped across the stage, barely missing the greased up pole on the middle, and ran towards the bar. While she was running towards me I couldn't help but laugh, here was Erin the borderline feminist up on the stage of a strip club. If you had told me that one day Erin would be up on the stage I probably would have pissed myself laughing and yet here it was occurring in front of my own eyes. As Erin closed in on the bar area I ducked down a bit so the creature wouldn't see me and change course to go for the bigger stationary meal. Erin rounded the corner of the bar and I stood up, the creature was about 5 feet away. One second the room was filled with a loud boom from my shotgun the next the room was covered in blood and flesh from what was left of what I can only assume was the groom to be.

This is where everything goes black for a little while. See I remember firing the shotgun and watching the zombie explode, the next thing I know I'm waking up on one of the coaches in a corner with a splitting headache. It turns out Erin was so pissed at me about coming in here and not checking it before I hit the booze that she had grabbed a bottle of vodka from the bar and smacked me in the back of the head with it. Gotta say that girl has one hell of a swing with a bottle. After Erin was done yelling at me, which lasted over a hour by the way, we finally checked the rest of the rooms and barricaded the doors. I'm guessing there are not to many people out there that can say that they have slept over night in a strip club but at least now I can.

So for now we are holed up here waiting for morning. As I sit here and write this I cant get the thoughts of my friends back east out of my head. I guess I know where I'm headed now. Until I know what happened to everyone I know I will not be satisfied. I know Erin isn't going to be happy with this decision and its quite possible she will say no and walk away. I hoping she decides to keep traveling with me since I'm not sure how long I will last on my own.