June
20, 2017
We've
been having surprise fucking visitors from the sea. I'm guessing the cruise ship crashed somewhere close to our island and the undead
passengers have been falling into the ocean. I was wondering if
zombies need to breath and now we have the answer. No fucking way.
They walk along the bottom of the ocean and right up onto our beach.
We finally had a meeting on the third day in a row that some undead
freak surprised us and we've put up a fence of spears along the
beach. It was a lot of work for us to cut out the larger branches of
the trees and sharpen them. Then getting them to stick in the beach,
with rocks, at the right angle so any undead stumbling out of the
waves gets speared and held in place.
We've
been collecting the undead every day since. So far, over 30 of them
have walked onto our beach and we've been working on making a fence
all the way around our village. Until we do, everyone has been taking
turns on watch duty. At night, we have two people patrolling the
unprotected sides of the village. Any undead that we catch are put
down and then we burn them in the cemetery. The pile of ashes is
getting pretty large at this point and we're going to have to either
bury them or spread them around the cemetery ground.
There's
not much to do around here, so the zombies coming out of the ocean
are providing at least , a little entertainment. I've gotten in the
habit of looking at all of them and wondering what their life was
like before all this shit happened. One of the first female zombies
to get stuck in our spear fence was dressed in a wedding dress, torn,
bloody and soaking wet. Was she getting ready on the ship when the
shit hit the fan? Was the wedding already over? Was it at the
reception that everything went to hell? I spent way too much time
thinking about it.
And
then the next one came out of the ocean. It was a guy, dressed in a
bathing suit, with a hollow abdomen. The spear had slipped right
between a couple of his ribs and his spine was shining in the
sunlight. He had been young when he got on the ship, in his early to
mid 20's. Was he having a good day, drinking and having a good time?
Was he in the pool or sunbathing when he was attacked? The zombie
after that was a woman in a bathing suit and I wondered if the two of
them were a couple or if they even knew each other at all? I made up
a story for them in my head. They were young professionals, hip and
rich. The cruise was their first vacation in a few years and they
were determined to enjoy every minute of it, eating, drinking and
gambling. They went to the pool that last day with only thoughts of
relaxing in the sun and having a good time. Little did they know.
I
find myself making up fantasies about the zombies and have matched
some of them up in my mind, like the bathing suit couple. We had one
guy show up in a casual suit and I made him the groom in my mind
since he was the only guy that showed up in more than shorts and a
tee shirt. One day, two old people walked up the road from the
garden, so close together, they were almost holding hands. We took
them out and while I was helping drag their now lifeless bodies to
the cemetery, I made up a fantasy about them being a married couple
of 50 years. I made up an entire family for them and a back story.
I
talked about how I thought I was going crazy by making shit up about
the undead with Mick, Frank and Dave, and found out that I'm not the
only one. It started a whole fucking discussion and by the time
dinner was over, almost everyone had contributed a thought, story or fantasy about one of the washed up undead. It was funny and gross and
we all laughed and talked until late in the night. It was good to
know I'm not the only one losing his mind and day dreaming about the
zombies. But really, what else is there to do on this island? Not
much.
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