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ninth infected ;; video
[Ellis and Hanna are completely sober. You might not know that from the way that they’re standing in the bed of a rusted pickup truck, singing Queen off-key and at the tops of their lungs and gesturing dramatically to go with the lyrics.]
Ooh love - ooh loverboy ( Read more... ) -
eighth infected ;; video
[Ellis is not also soaked, but also completely covered in mud. He collapses into the corner of the building he's been using as a home, thumping his head against the wall and grinning. The rain slams at the windows beside him.]
Truck floated for eighteen seconds in that river. That? Is a new personal record. -
seventh infected ;; video
So like, I've fixed up this truck here as best I can, and I get the feelin' it'd be runnin' awesomely if I had any gas for it.
[Ellis is breathing hard as he focuses the video on himself. His cap is off, his hair is mussed, his face is covered in a thin sheen of sweat, but he's beaming in a way that suggests that he is incredibly proud of himself ( Read more... ) -
sixth infected ;; video
So, uh.
[The PCD is at a very odd angle. Ellis seems to be lying down, but he is holding the PCD beneath him, at an upward angle.]
You think there's anyone who could help me get down from here? And -- don't ask or nothin', just -- seriously, don't ask.
[And cautiously, carefully, he changes the angle of the PCD. He is, currently, balanced on ( Read more... ) -
fifth infected ;; video
[And this? This is a video of Ellis hastily scrambling through his house, loading up on makeshift molotovs and his axe.
He knew this would come in handy.]
Holllllyy shit, are there really zombies?
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four infected ;; video
[The tune that starts when Ellis cuts the PCD on is actually pretty pleasant.]
♫ All we wanna do is eat your brains. We're not unreasonable -- I mean, no one's gonna eat your eyes. ♫
[Ellis fixes the screen with a slightly flabberghasted look.]
Man, this song is lying. I mean, sure, it's catchy as hell, but trust me: zombies are not this ( Read more... ) -
three infected ;; video
Hey.
[There is a smudge of grease across the camera of the PCD. No surprise; Ellis is covered in it himself. Sitting near him is a pickup truck that is in a state of complete and utter disrepair: it is missing tires, the grill is half-destroyed, and the body is in incredibly poor shape ( Read more... ) -
two infected ;; video
[It starts off as audio.]
Shit, how do I get this thing --
[And then video. Ellis's face is covered in soot. There is a house on fire not far behind him. After less than 48 hours in Adstring, he has managed to burn his own house down.]
Man, you know what'd be useful? A working fire hydrant. I am so screwed if I have to pay for this, man, I ( Read more... ) -
one infected ;; video
Man, what the hell is this? Some sort of iPhone? [Not that Ellis has ever seen an iPhone in person before. The commercials have looked cool as hell, though. He holds the PCD up to his face, wrinkling his nose at the blinking light and mashing a few of the buttons. He is covered in green slime, face spattered with dirt, and as he tilts his head at ( Read more... )