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Zombies…The Walking Dead…It’s Just a Matter of Time Now! by emery myers
Walkers, Biters and Crawlers, more and more of them, every damn day. The tattered few of us, that remain, have lost all faith in a kind or caring God. We soon realized that zombies, soulless flesh eaters, were the only proof of a God, and that God had unleashed Hell on us! I think the verse went something like this: “But your dead will live; their bodies will rise. You who dwell in the dust. wake up and shout for joy. Your dew is like the dew of the morning;the earth will give birth to her dead” Go, my people, enter your rooms and shut the doors behind you;hide yourselves for a little while until his wrath has passed by” ~Isaiah 26: 19-20~
Our group was 2 Marines, my life-long buddy and I…shadows of the men we were just 17 months ago! There were more of us. The two of us were part of a bigger “community”. We had more purpose then…even had human-like relationships then, in the good old days! There were probably 45 of us, at the zenith of our edification! The diminution affecting our numbers, occurred at the hands of neighboring “communities” battling for resources. This reduced our numbers to 22.
Dead every where, it was sure to happen… a Cholera outbreak…Death and Walking Death are all that exist now. Two of us left. There are no warm sunsets, no coffee-commercial-sunrises, only unearthly darkness, tinted red, with haunted memories. Memories of my… my wife… my Cassie, my world! “Stop It” I scream at myself in the confines of my shell-shocked brain! “Am I going, going insane?”
The only thing to survive on…is meat, fresh meat. Kill or be killed. My accomplice, my human companion, knew this all too well when he lost his daughter to “God’s wrath”! The Walkers made a meal of her…and he watched her turn. That’s all I know and all I want to know. I sure as hell don’t want to discuss my garbled, psychotic memories or “un-reality”, as I like to refer to it! “PTSD ain’t no bull-shit” I thought to myself! I struggled with the symptoms but what choice did I have…it is a part of me now. My Sympathetic Nervous System is engaged. I am a predator and I am prey, depending, on when God exacts his wrath on me, I suppose.
I was anxiously sleeping, if you can call it that, . When I heard what sounded like a rabbit digging…maybe a squirrel! Whatever the sound, my partner was already tuned in and ready. He motioned towards the machetes. I nodded and we stealthily crept out of our covered fighting-hole. I call it a fighting hole, because we are both U.S. Marines, on the outskirts of Camp Lejeune, a mile from the Atlantic ocean and in the middle of a swamp. The “Fighting Hole” was completely sandbagged all around, with sniper slots and a steel door to get in. Cramped quarters but we were surviving!
Anyways, we knew the drill, we had to kill almost daily, as we crept around a huge tree, we saw the cause of the noise…goddamn sleeper crawling out of the ground. We were disappointed, as our stomachs moaned in agony! Machete to it’s head, and went back to bed! This is our life now! Our only purpose here is to survive now…No family, no wife, no kids, no job or bills…just our next meal or their next meal, if we get soft!
Only scratches on the dingy wall to remind us that such a concept of time, still exists in the Human world. The one fact my partner and I know for sure is… THE WALKING DEAD SEASON 4 STARTS ON FEBRUARY 9TH ON A&E! We will be watching. Will you?
Story by Emery Myers, Huge Walking Dead Fan!
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