Day 4. Night

Libya, April 9, 2011. It is currently 10:23 PM. So much has happened since my last post, I have so much to tell you, in so little time. I am currently having a nice, cooked meal, in a nice air conditioned place.I am currently getting ahead of myself. No sooner than two hours after my post in the morning, I find myself upstairs, reading up on a newspaper i snagged before coming home. After getting through a few pages i heard a loud crack come from downstairs kitchen. Jumping up in the air, I grab my bat, run downstairs. and see a zombie eating the raw steak i have downstairs. Not yet spoiled, but not eatable to most people. It has been a whole day since i had electricity, and i guess the meat had a large enough smell to make it outside. Stepping on the last step, it gave out a loud screech, the zombie dropped the half eaten steak, and darted for me. Gripping the bat as hard as i could, as one would do on the playoffs on the football team, i swung as hard as i cool, as i was hitting a home run. Feeling the bat vibrate through my hands, and down my feet i saw teeth flying, and the zombie crashing down to the ground. Rage took over, and i soon found myself bashing the head of the once human's skull into my newly made hardwood flooring i had put into my house a few days before the nuke. Once i calmed down, and refrained from taking the bat to the zombies head, i sat back on my counter, and began to cry. Mid way into crying, three zombie bashed threw my sliding door in my kitchen. two more broke down my door in my living room. All running for me, all i could do was cower. As they closed in on me, i heard six rounds go off. Staring at the ground i see the zombie sliding towards my feet. Blood trailing as he gets closer, and closer until finally touching me. I then heard some one say "Don't let him even touch you, they will still bite even after they are dead." Shaking my foot away from the zombie i looked up to find that it was the one i have wrote about in a few of my other blog sessions. Frank, in a lab coat with a nuclear mask on, he grabbed a holed of me, and ran into his house. Shutting the door behind us, he pressed a red button. The room started to flash, and metal bars started sliding down. Following him, we get into his layout as he called it. Two people stand there reading books, they were both in their twenties, and i had never seen them before. "They are my fellow scientist" Frank said. They looked up at me long enough to make a quick eye contact, and then their eyes fell back to their pages. One said "You better check him out, it would be terrible if he were bit" He had not a care in the world, he said that as he already knew i was OK. What is going on I asked Frank, He just glared at me, no expression in his face, then he said the one thing I didn't want to hear. "Its the Apocalypse."