"Oh look, a cookie!"

"OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM."

"Bitch."

Mom's back. They attacked the library, and she spent the last few hours fighting her way out of downtown. Apparently it's the worst there. She's heard that the army should be coming for us before dark. I hope it's true. All survivors are supposed to gather at the river. I'm not sure it's the best plan of action - more like a zombie buffet.

Staying ( Read more... )

I found a crowbar and an axe downstairs. There's probably more useful things out in the shed, but there's no way I'm going out there, at least until absolutely necessary. Terrence managed to contact me a few minutes ago, he and some surviving students and faculty are barricaded in the band room. They keep hearing explosions from the science ( Read more... )

What finally woke me up was the complete silence. 12:00 noon...I hardly ever sleep that late. I looked out the window and saw absolutely nobody, and I guess that's when I realized something was wrong. Mom's always complaining about the traffic on our street...God, where is she? Where's the rest of my family? The only other occupants of the house ( Read more... )