It might be considered sad or dorky that I have answers to this question already, but the fact is my friends and I have had “zombie plans” since high school, and regularly update them just in case. I’ve long considered myself a zombie aficionado, and don’t doubt that it’s a completely logical possibility.
When the zombie apocalypse comes - and I do say when, and not if - the best place to go is a superstore. My friends and I are planning on getting ourselves to the Target in Brooklyn - it’s ideal because it’s got everything you could need: fortresslike structure, food and hygiene supplies, clothes, places to sleep, things that can be used for makeshift weapons. Ideally, we’d be making a run by the nearest weapons supply, too - get some guns and whatnot. I personally am going to be responsible for supplying the collection of stiletto-heel shoes because, let’s face it, girls, it may be difficult to run in those bastards but it’s nice to have a pair around for some emergency zombie-stabbing. As far as zombies are concerned they’re like having knives attached to your feet.
Barricades? Also important. Once in the Target in Brooklyn, the plan will of course involve blocking all of the various potential entrances for zombies, while still allowing ways for certain of the noble band of survivors to get out, shoot a few zombies, rescue other survivors, etcetera. I’ll probably end up being all big-sisterly to any younger folks who find themselves parentless in the wake of zombies. I’d enjoy that. Teaching the token tank-top-clad teenage girl how to shoot zombies in the head.
Of course, that is the most important part. Aiming for the head. I still don’t know why so many people have a problem with realizing that.
Bekki St. James
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