Stewie!
11-15-2004, 06:33 PM
The sounds of gunshots and random moans filled the speakers of the TV as Zach and I watched the news because the reports of riots and violence were somewhat entertaining, people rioted for no reason at all, at first, there had only been a few, but now there were 'riots' going all over the lower 48, the paniced face of the news reporter interupted the live feed and said "Unfourtanitly, the riots here are moving closer to our broadcasting area and police are making us move to a safer place." The next second the screen was filled with the "We'll be right back!" page as the sounds of 'LETS GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.' could be heard muffled in the background.
Juneau, Alaska. Population estimated at 33,000. It is the only Capital in the United States that was inacessable by road, the only two ways were to fly in on the overpriced Alaska Airways, or, take one long ferry ride to Canada, and from there, drive down untill you reach your destination.
Zach grabbed the remote and started to flip through the channels, finally, Adult Swim should be on, but the second they started to watch the opening scene of Futerama, the power went dead. "~~~~ AEL&P, that power company can't pull their crap together." I thought alloud, Zach replied with a mumble as he pulled a blanket over himself and tried to get some sleep. I went over to the kitchen and grabbed some food and snacked on it and finally fell sound asleep on my bed.
January 21st
Oh god, how can I recall the past few days? Everything has been a blur. A 737 crashed near town, and ever since then people have 'changed'. I think it has to do with being bitten, Mom got bitten at work in the ER, and she went all crazy. She bit three people also and they soon started to act strangley. They can hardly be killed, you need to shoot them in the head to kill them, but I think all hopes of ending this are finished, with these "zombies", I fear that the human race itself is going to be wiped off the face of the earth.
There are five of us here, in the High Schools gym, Zach, Josh, Brian, James, and I. No one here is over the age of 18. All of us are unarmed save the random pieces of wood and metal bars we've armed ourselves with, and we plan on getting into Josh's car and driving to the gun store, but untill then, we're stuck. The people outside are not talking to us, and all they do is bang on the gym doors, moaning.
We try to entertain ourselves, though, we've been playing games of dodgeball and even have a food and drink vending machine, but still, the sooner we get out of here, the better. We've got to get out of this hellhole and soon, because the platic on the doors has already given way, we have to barracade them now with anything we can find.
I managed to find a journal and a candle, but it is running low on wax, so I will continue tommorow when it is light out.
Juneau, Alaska. Population estimated at 33,000. It is the only Capital in the United States that was inacessable by road, the only two ways were to fly in on the overpriced Alaska Airways, or, take one long ferry ride to Canada, and from there, drive down untill you reach your destination.
Zach grabbed the remote and started to flip through the channels, finally, Adult Swim should be on, but the second they started to watch the opening scene of Futerama, the power went dead. "~~~~ AEL&P, that power company can't pull their crap together." I thought alloud, Zach replied with a mumble as he pulled a blanket over himself and tried to get some sleep. I went over to the kitchen and grabbed some food and snacked on it and finally fell sound asleep on my bed.
January 21st
Oh god, how can I recall the past few days? Everything has been a blur. A 737 crashed near town, and ever since then people have 'changed'. I think it has to do with being bitten, Mom got bitten at work in the ER, and she went all crazy. She bit three people also and they soon started to act strangley. They can hardly be killed, you need to shoot them in the head to kill them, but I think all hopes of ending this are finished, with these "zombies", I fear that the human race itself is going to be wiped off the face of the earth.
There are five of us here, in the High Schools gym, Zach, Josh, Brian, James, and I. No one here is over the age of 18. All of us are unarmed save the random pieces of wood and metal bars we've armed ourselves with, and we plan on getting into Josh's car and driving to the gun store, but untill then, we're stuck. The people outside are not talking to us, and all they do is bang on the gym doors, moaning.
We try to entertain ourselves, though, we've been playing games of dodgeball and even have a food and drink vending machine, but still, the sooner we get out of here, the better. We've got to get out of this hellhole and soon, because the platic on the doors has already given way, we have to barracade them now with anything we can find.
I managed to find a journal and a candle, but it is running low on wax, so I will continue tommorow when it is light out.