This is a continuation of my zombie story set in the year 2017. To read more, or go to the beginning of the story, click on my Zombie Journal link.
My heart is really racing right now. I don’t think I can go to sleep. So I’m going to burn a little bit of this candle to write what happened. Maybe getting it down on paper will help me settle down.
About 45 minutes ago, I heard a noise outside the window in the front yard. All the candles were out because we were about to go to sleep. It turns out the lights being off was a good thing!
I grabbed my crossbow because I assumed it was a deer passing through the pasture headed to the creek. We haven’t had fresh meat in a while, and I know that the Foresters would appreciate whatever we could share. But I was a little freaked when I saw one of the creatures out of the window. It was about 35 yards out.
I normally wouldn’t have drawn attention, but this one had stopped and was looking around. I think it knew that someone or something was close by. It wasn’t walking in their normal slow ambivalent trajectory.
I put down my good hunting bolt with my lucky broadhead and picked up one of my homemade wooden bolts. I loaded the crossbow and took aim. I’m so glad that it was a full moon out. The whole pasture lights up when there isn’t any clouds and it’s a full moon!
The bolt didn’t fly straight. I hit it right below the neck. I loaded another homemade bolt and hit it right in the head! It went down so fast that I wasn’t too sure exactly where in the head though. As I continued to look out towards the creature lying on the ground, I thought I saw its foot twitch.
I didn’t think it was good to leave the creature lying in the pasture with the possibility of it getting up and coming towards the house. I also felt a little bit more comfortable with all the moon light out. I waited a few minutes to see if any other zombie might be around.
After about 10 minutes, I grabbed the machete and cautiously sprinted the distance to the zombie. I ran, kept my eyes on the zombie and looked around all at the same time. My heart was beating so fast. It seemed like all my senses were heightened as adrenaline poured through my body. I almost thought I heard the faint sound of the creature still breathing.
With one forceful swing I separated the head from the body. I kicked the head a few feet away just to make sure and then sprinted back to the house…trying my best to look around and catch anything out of the ordinary while I controlled my bodies desire to scream at this predicament that my family and I find ourselves in. I shouldn’t have to be separating heads from bodies!
It’s been a while now and I haven’t heard anything else outside. Somehow I don’t think I’m going to be able to sleep though.
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