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Buffy’s Apocalypse Diaries – Arklay, Day uhm….whatever

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Did you know near evisceration is an actual thing? I didn’t, not until the Doctor who stitched me up explained how lucky I was to be alive.  I don’t trust the AES, or those military dudes and dudettes up on the mountain, but they did save my life.  It was dumb to go looking for a picnic spot in the woods when the zom…. *scratched out*… that’s not politically correct….. I mean, INFECTED….cornered me.

Life after Day-Z isn’t much like the movies I used to watch. In those, the terror only seems to last until they kill their first few zombies and then they go all Lollipop Chainsaw and start making mince out of the deaders.

Let me be clear; the terror’s real and it isn’t going away.

I almost forgot about them for awhile since Shawn and I got to Arklay. We got lucky and found ourselves a place at The Eights due to Shawn being all big and manly and willing to work security around the block and keep the nightmares away.  For awhile, it seemed the town was empty of them too. Just us few survivors. But more and more people have been drifting here day by day, like lost ships finally coming to rest.  It makes sense, this island is at the end of everything.  Beyond this just the ocean, behind us, a world crumbling under the weight of a disease nobody understands.

Harlow’s moved in with us now – the woman we met on the road. She disappeared for awhile but came back, and not just her, she has a bump too – and it’s Shawn’s bump. The two did the Happy together on the road and no-one told me about it. I should be jealous she’s sleeping with my boyfriend but I’m strangely not. Maybe because I wouldn’t be alive if not for the two of them – apparently being an expert at cheerleading doesn’t exactly equip you for survival.  So now it’s a threesome – me, her and him. Just a post Z-Day modern family.

I haven’t told anyone about the hospital though, or the vampires.  I want to fit in, not be thrown out.

Doc says I can go home in a day or two once my stitches have healed. This place is depressing me so I’ll be glad to get back to Shawn and Harlow. And I need to think about the future, take a big leap into the unknown and do what a month ago would have been unthinkable….

 

This girl needs a job.

 

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