Day 3 - 4
Hey. Its Day 4. I didn't update yesterday cause I had a little problem with 'them'. You'd know that food is running low in my apartment. So I decided I had choices to make. I could either, A) Try to put off eating until I really really am hungry.
B) Eat and worry about the food problem another day
C) Go out and get food
Ultimately, I decided to eat what I had left and then go out. I chose B and C. I didn't know how many of those things were out there, and if I put off going out, Their number could be increasing by the minute. I decided that with my trusty hockey stick , Id go and get food.. or if luck would have it, I'd find other survivors.Well, I'd love to tell you I'm back at home, safe and full...But I'm not. I am sadly, not at home. I don't think I'm any safer than I was at home but I am full. Good news. There are other survivors.Better news, Im with them. We are hiding out in Young and Jackson. If you didn't know whats that well, its a pub. Now you're thinking : 'ohh it shaun of the dead all over again'. It isn't .
Story
I was getting ready to go out , hockey stick in my right hand. My backpack filled with my laptop and other necesary heavy stuff. I peep through my door, checking if any of them were outside. They were. About 4 of them. Thank god I had a pretty decent swing at them. Knocked them right off . I was glad for a moment , but then they got up again. I didnt have much swing space down at the stairs so all I could do was to stab them with the stick. Right through their faces. Bam... They never got up. Lesson learned. Hit them in the face/head. Apparently thats how you 'kill' them. I digress, I was walking as quietly as I could but made my steps quick looking into the shops. Unfortunately for me, most of the shops were either, candy shops, clothing stores or simply electronics. Ergh. At that point, I quickly regretted going out but I was out. And If I went back up, I'd have to starve and perhaps plan another outing to get food . And I wasn't planning on doing this again. So I continued my journey. I cam across a group of them, walking aimlessly . I started running .. but they didn't seem to grasp the notion that they thmeselves could run. So they fumbled along the pathway while I sped off track from my planned route. Which is where, I stumbled upon the pub. I noticed that its doors were covered with chairs and tables. I tried peering into any tiny holes but I couldn't see anything. I knew at that moment that If I didn't find a safe place to hide or keep moving, those things following me back there would eventually find me. Panicking, that was when I noticed a note at the side of the door, It said ' Enter through back. We are inside' .. I figured if those things couldn't run , they might not write either. So this might be other survivors.
And I was right. Here, theres tons of food and beer but there's also a lot more people . More people, less food to go around. And me being the newcomer, I felt like I was intruding their small party. But hey, I'd rather be here than outside or at home , starving. There's about 8 of us here including me. There's a little boy and his sister. There's this ruggedly looking guy, whose name I can't really pronouce, so I just call him Erik. There's a gay couple. There's a pair of sisters and one guy who is dating one of the sisters. Including me, we are a tough bunch . Not really.
Well, another day I am still alive. I'm very thankful.. I'm glad I decided to get out of my house, the least I have food, new people to talk to other than myself and im in a pub in the middle of a warzone with those things. Tomorrow is a brand new day. Today, Im just gonna enjoy the pub . Till the food runs out or there's danger.
