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The Most Wasted Day...

Day 10

Hey,
5 days has passed and finally today, I get the chance to update everyone on the situation here. Gosh, there are so many things that has happened . Let me get a drink first before I tell you.
 
Some days surviving in the war-zone that is Melbourne has dreadfully become a mundane activity. Some days like Day 6 and 7, we all would just sit down and talk or sleep. We would of course be at out most attention, just in case, but nothing happened. Keeping in mind, they might know we are in the pub. Being quiet is essential. As much as food and shelter. Silence is major in the game of survival here.

Thanks to the 2 quiet , non-dramatic days, I got to spend some time talking to Kate. She was pretty bubbly like her sister Joan. I guess she's the kind that needs a little warming up to people first. I like talking to her. She's different than any other girl I've met. It could be that we're stuck here and we're 'forced' to like each other but no, I know outside of this situation. We could have been friends. Well, not quite . Apart from me probably being shy and not talk to her if I did meet her. See, Im not good at talking. I don't think anyone is really but I really suck at the first hello or the first smile. Its weird. But in this closeness that everyone has, I guess my fear belonged more to surviving than talking to Kate.

There's a saying that 'Just because the river is quiet does not mean the crocodiles have left.'
How true when Day 8 arrived after two days of peace .. came the attack to the pub.

Morning of Day 8

I remember waking up and the first thing I saw was Jamie and Erik peering through the glass door or the pub.I saw panic and fear in everyone's eyes.The kids were still asleep as Lucas, and Roy calmed the girls down... I knew something wasn't quite right. Erik came to me and whispered " Dude, here's not safe anymore"... and I immediately peered through the glass door, and true enough. When yesterday's numbers were close to 10. Now , outside was a crowd. They weren't attacking just yet. They still looked slow and dumb but how they've come to know we're inside boggled me.

Everyone became extremely quiet. We weren't 100% sure they knew we're inside but we weren't going to advertise our presence by being noisy...  We decided as long as they weren't coming in, we were somewhat still safe.
But we knew, being safe here wasn't going to be long. It just takes one of them to know we're in here then the rest will follow. Me, Erik and Jamie started planning at exit route while Lucas and Roy became the watch-guard. The girls attended to the kids.
We knew, the place we had to go had to have the essentials.

1. It has to be safe
   
2. It has to have food and water

Nothing else mattered but those two right now.
We had options to either head off to Fifteen Melbourne , which was going to take us roughly 10 mins of walking time.
Or the Bluestone Restaurant Bar which would take us roughly around the same time.
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We decided then, to head off to Fifteen..
But heading out ,  would be a task. The crowd was increasing by the minute. As Erik and I head off to check the back door, the rest were left finding anything that could be used to protect them. Heavy objects... anything really.
The back alley had a few brodies... nothing we couldn't handle. Thank god.
All of us quickly ran up to the back door. Ready for anything . Thankfully, thew few outside hadn't increased in numbers. We were in attack formation. We were in a circle with the kids hidden inside. Everyone attacked whatever came our way...
10 mins walk sooned turned into a quick 5 min run, with a few brodies smacking here and there.  They were following us, thats for sure. They were slow but we knew eventually they would catch up to us in Fifteen.
That was what I had come to realize as I was attacking the brodies outside Young and Jackson. These were the same ones following me as I was escaping from my house to here. They could follow our scent or something.
But we decided that right now, we didn't have to worry about that. We had to get somewhere safe. Fifteen it is.

......

Well, since I' here updating on what has happened. You can easily guessed that everyone made it safe in Fifteen. We found a few more survivors. There was the waiter, Troy and a patron of the restaurant, Curtis. Entering the restaurant , it looked like a bomb had been set off in it. There was an arm, a leg , a head. Blood all over the floor.. We later found out, that both Curtis and Troy had managed to survive so far by attacking the brodies and keeping them locked in the freezer in the kitchen. Smart. They had been hiding here ever since.
So the glorious 9 has become 11. As the group starts becoming bigger, each one becomes a liability to the groups survival.

It's Day 10, and so far, nothing yet.  A few brodies here and there but nothing we all couldn't handle.
Troy told me that there was 3 other survivors here, but they were attacked and soon after became one of the brodies. He said, to make sure, we don't get bitten. Everything reminded us of a rabies attack... We all then presumed it was a viral rabies. It was easier to classify something we don't know. It just gives a name to a face. Or in this case. A name to this craziness.

 

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Day 5

Hey. Bradley here, inside Young and Jackson, which is located at the corner of Flinders Street and Swanston Street.

If there are more of you, survivors, out there. Please contact me via imstillalivehelpme@gmail.com

Its been 5 days since the first attack happened in Melbourne. I spent the last few days trying to stay alive in this madness, I fortunately managed to go from my apartment all the way to the pub where I met a few more other survivors. Thank god, we had little to none drama and trouble from those things. I think, we need put a label on those things. We can't keep calling them 'things' all the time. Samuel, the little boy, he is about 5, suggested we call them : Brodies. Thats BROken boDIES. Man, how smart is that boy?.. I feel a need to help him and his sister out of this. Their parents got attacked and they managed to get away from all that. Smaller kids, smaller body, faster stamina. His sister, Danielle is 10.I can see the amount of strength and maturity in her in handling this situation. Helping her brother understand everything when she , herself doesn't even understand anything. None of us understands what is going on...

There's Erik Vasya, 30 . Outside here, he probably could snap your head in two. Not that he has huge ass muscles although he does have a decent arm. He just has that look , like you know, he has been through tough times. If this was a movie, He'd be the hero. But here, in the pub, though strong and tough, he looks broken. I feel like like he wants to talk to me but I don't know... Maybe not yet. We're all to busy being attentive to have talks.

Roy Reid and Jaime Stone are the loving gay couple. From what I know, they've been together since they were 15. They came to Melbourne a week ago to celebrate their 10 year anniversary but then this happened. I'm sure 10 years together hasn't been easy but you know that they always stick it through( no pun intended ) . Even in this calamity, they still have the hope to carry on. It just brings in so much more hope and joy to all of us in the pub. Knowing no matter what the ordeal is, we all can get through it together.

Then , there's Kate, Joan and Lucas. The two sisters and her beard. Joke. But he doesn't do anything to contribute in anything. Even when we need everyone to be on their toes when we feel a sudden scare. He is there, just blank. His body is present but I have no clue where is mind is. Pisses me off. I would gladly vote him out of this pub if ever there was a need to sacrifice one of us. Kate is the younger sister . She's very quiet. I tried smiling and all she did was look straight at me. I thought she was blind at first... Joan is the one dating the block of wood. I mean, Lucas. She's very bubbly despite the environment we're in. She, like Roy and Jaime seems to understand that life goes on and we need to keep our spirits up.

And then , there's me. You all know me. I'm Bradley. One day I was happily walking home, then I'm here , munching on a pear . Looking at the people in front of me. In another place and another time, I don't think I would have looked at them twice. Well maybe, Kate but .. Never mind.

All I'm saying is I guess there must be a reason why things happen. As bad as it all may seem, we are still all very much alive.

Ps. I did mention there was 8 of us including me. I forgot, the block of w.. Lucas , breathes.

 

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.

Day 2

Hello . As much as I would like to say everything that has happened was just a bad dream, Its not. Now till I wake up from this hellish reality, I need to survive this chaos. Im still at home. Trapped in my own four walls. I looked out today, only to see the result of the aftermath. Those things were still there, i didn't see any form of human walking around. This morning, I had a huge scare . I was awoken by a loud bang . As hopeful as I was that it might be another survivor, I never trusted fully on my hope. I knew it was one of them. They must have known I was inside. I stood behind the door , peering into the peephole. It looked like it could smell my presence but It didn't look like it could do anything to get in. I guessed whatever they are, they are a lil dumb and very very slow. One wasn't as harmless but when in large numbers, never underestimate their ability to attack as a group.

I wished I hadn't put off shopping for my groceries a week ago. Now, my food supply is running low. If I do get out of here safe and alive, I'll remember never to procastinate . Ever. I also wished I had a gun or something other than my hockey stick. Right now, Im just wishing for everything. Wishing for new shoes so I can run better, wishing for invisibility powers so I can walk right beside them.. As you can clearly see, even though its been just 2 days, Im slowly losing my sanity.

Here's hoping to a better day tomorrow.

TO ANY SURVIVORS OUT THERE, I AM STILL ALIVE.

CONTACT ME VIA

imstillalivehelpme@gmail.com

 

Abandoned grain elevator in corn field, Iowa, USA

This  is an abandoned grain elevator in  a corn field in Iowa that I ran across one morning on a photo-shoot. I really liked the symmetry, so I chose to place the building in the middle. The road I was on was an access road created for constructing the wind turbines. I saw the same image photographed by a different Omaha photographer, but now this scene is totally changed with the finished wind turbines in the background. Progress on one hand, but I'm not so sure they do anything to beautify the Iowa countryside.  I guess the only way to recreate this image would be to use photoshop to remove the turbines, but that just doesn't seem right somehow.

ミキ

キッチンミキでメシ食った。

安いうまい狭い。フライとスパゲティが全部一緒になって盛られてるミキランチを食っといた。夕飯だけどランチ。

オーナーは早稲田ビートルマニアのOBらしい。たしかにアビーロードとか飾ってあった。

一人でサラッとメンチカツ食ってる女の人が居た。

英語は苦手です

天気がよかったので2限を休みました。反省はしていない。

英語コミュニケーションの授業、発表準備って名目で時間の使い方は自由。今日は教室に居た人たちと先生でお菓子食べながら談笑して授業終わり。なんというフリーダム。

先輩の貧乏旅行の話とか、先生の学生の頃の旅の話とかいろいろ聞いた。

先生は30後半で美人(というよりはかわいい感じ)のコテコテ大阪人。

アフリカのサバンナやらタイやら、とにかく一人でいろんなとこ旅したみたい。騙されたりゲテモノ食ったりの話、いまなら笑い話だけどそんときは大変だったんだろーな。

あと旦那さんとの馴れ初めがまた強烈だった。劇的である。

発表準備も何も進んでないけど有意義だったー。

若いうちに貧乏旅行をしたくなった。

もしお金が余ったら、中国あたりは行ってみてもいいかもね。あとインド行くと人生変わるっての本当かな。

今度先生のお宅にこのクラス何人かでお邪魔することに。

最近新たな人との繋がりが急に増えている。

Stock Photo: Prize winning Roosters, Nebraska St. Fair

This photo was taken on a family outing to the Nebraska State Fair. 

This Photo can be licensed at Getty Images