From the journal of Charlie Fast Fingers Pearson, July 1

July 1, 2017

     We thought the cruise ship was a rare thing, but in the last two weeks, we've had three more ships squeak by us. All of them were undead love boats and we could see the undead mingling on the deck an falling into the sea. One of he ships went by at a different angle and ended up going aground within sight of our little village, if you walk to the end of the beach. I looked through binoculars at the ship and could see at least a couple hundred on deck, and who knows how many more below where they were out of sight. For the last four days, we've watched undead fall overboard and we knew it meant we're going to have a lot more zombies walking out of the ocean onto our beach.
     We had a meeting last night and have revised our schedule so that everyone is assigned shifts of watch and still have shifts at their other assigned tasks. We had been covering the shifts every day, but without it being assigned and that ended up causing a couple issues where someone had to be chosen at the last minute because the one supposed to be on watch forgot or just didn't show up. After the third time, we had the meeting.

     John and Mark both said they don't remember seeing this many cruise ships in such a short time, even before the pandemic. Usually, one ship a month or so would go by but none had ever gotten as close as the ones we see now. Of course, no one is at the helm, so the ships are going wherever they want, I think they used to call them Ghost ships. How appropriate now that they're full of the undead.

     None of us know how many people were on those ships before whatever went wrong happened, but now, they are floating death bombs. Wherever they land or crash or go aground, they let hundreds of those things go and anyone alive and trying to survive is in danger. A fucking wave of undead swarm out of the ocean and try to overwhelm the world.

     We've had at least a hundred walk out of the ocean and get trapped on our beach, but if too many more come at once, our little fence of spikes will be overrun. At the meeting last night, we decided as a group to really ramp up our efforts to keep our village safe. We're going to cut more wood from higher up the mountain to make the fence deeper where they mostly come from the sea while we continue to finish circling the village. This place will be safe for us to survive, it just might look weird to do it.

     We're going to also cut some trenches deep enough to trap the zombies until we can get to them. Most of these will be in areas it's hard to patrol since they're a little ways out from the village, places like the cemetery or at the edges of the garden's cultivated area. That way, we know zombies won't come at our backs from that way and we can stop worrying about patrolling such a large area in pairs. I think this is a good idea, since two people could easily be surrounded by just a small group of undead.

     Hopefully, we'll be able to handle any undead who come out of the sea and be able to keep surviving. Maybe, some day, we'll make it off this island. Of course, we could make it off to find that no one else survived. That would suck!

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