The Katalina Blog Challenge #1: Who Do I Think I Am?
It had been a long day for our hero, so he had stopped at a deserted picnic spot along the road. In the past few weeks, life had become increasingly difficult; food was becoming scarce, as were most of the supplies he needed to survive. People had once called him Charles, but he hadn’t come across another human being in past few weeks for that to matter much (not one that didn’t want to eat his living flesh anyway). He doubted whether the “zombies” cared what his name was. This wasn’t really a problem for him. The loner in him and the fact that he was actually quite shy and withdrawn now served him well.
It was a pity that no-one seemed to care who or what he was anymore. He had once been just an average IT guy, working in an average shitty job, but still had some interesting stories and knowledge to share nonetheless – the fact that he was a bit of a zombie expert had actually helped him to get through this so-called zombie apocalypse and what he knew now continued to keep him alive. Zombie Apocalypse – thats what the media called it. For the first few days anyway, after that pretty much everything went to shit and all forms of news had ceased to exist within the first week.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was always sweating, even in mild weather. He also brushed his hand through his short brown hair, again noticed his receding hairline. His ever increasing baldness pissed him off to no end. It was in the genes, but that wasn’t any consolation to him. He had lately resorted to shaving it all off to try hide the fact, but even then it was annoying to him. A while back his weight had also pissed him off, but in the year leading up to the end of the world as we know it, he had lost quite a bit of weight, which was pretty lucky, because if he hadn’t it was unlikely he would have made it this far. Zombies have no mercy for fat fucks. While he was nowhere close to a ten or even a six or seven for that matter, he was looking the best he had in years and he knew it. It had also boosted his confidence a teeny bit. It was most likely also the reason that he had managed to start dating the girl that he had ended up having to shoot in the head at the beginning of this SNAFU. It was a pity, as he had really liked her, even after only a few weeks of dating: he hadn’t even had a chance to change his Facebook relationship status.
Thinking about Facebook made him think about the biggest problem that he had encountered so far, and it annoyed the hell out of him. It was the fact that all the gadgets and tech that he had loved in his old life were pretty useless. In normal times, he wouldn’t have been found without at least a few gadgets in his possession. The only gadget he had left, that he could actually use, was his iPod and the only reason he used it was due to his luck in finding a wind-up charger for it. At that moment he was listening to some metal on low volume through one earphone. Any other way and he would be dead within the day; the zombies were damn sneaky sometimes and hearing them coming gave you a bit of an advantage.
One of his favourite songs by Killswitch Engage started playing. He got up from where he was resting, slung the shotgun over his shoulder and put the machete and pistol back in their places on his belt. He carried on walking, singing along under his breathe, along the deserted road ahead. He let out a deep sigh and wondered what his future held, all he knew was that he was now really sick of zombies…
- Streetview Zombie Apocalypse: Can you survive? (newslite.tv)
- The End is Nigh as the Real-Life Zombie Apocalypse Begins with … Ants. (moviefone.com)
- theinevitablezombieapocalypse: Can YOU Survive the Zombie Apocalypse? (danpatterson.com)
- Violence, Survival, Twinkies: Why is the Zombie Apocalypse So Popular? (themediaexperiment.wordpress.com)