Day: 27, Bathroom.
If you were a fly on the wall you see this lone zombie, trying to claw
the bathroom door open as I the original host of the body telling you what is going on, you would be
thinking, zombies don't think they are mindless, evil, flesh eating monsters.
Well you are right, kind of, You see I am thinking but my body isn't, I
am just a specter, watching my mindless body ripping the wood off the
frame slowly.
"Turn the god D*** door knob, you moron!" I bellow at my corpse, In
response my reanimated body, Broke one of my nails off. I stared at my
broken finger nail on the floor and wish I could sigh but i managed to make a hhhhhhr noise.
My main problems is
1. I'm dead, I think.
2. I am unable to take over my body.
3. I can not leave my body, in fact i can't go further than 10 feet away, it's like I am being tethered to my corpse by invisible rope.
3. I'm a ghost, i don't even have a ghost body, I have to focus my vision on my self to make out the outlines of my body, even there it's like trying to stare into dust.
4. Is my wife ok?
My body finally stopped scratching the door and began to stare
at the door, As if willing the door to open. This has been going for a while now and his scratches only seem to chip of some of the wood. My zombie self stood there and once in a while my body would
do a weird throaty moan that sounds like a bird took a massive dump,
not manly groan as i remember from left 4 dead zombies.
Out of frustration, I again I try to grab my Corpse but past through
like it was nothing. I tried to focus my fingers and tried to poke my corpse, like that ghost movie but it never worked. I tried every thing, Moving the door knob, picking up a quetip, I even tried poking my corpse eyes to try and kill time.
Looking around I decided to I stick my head through
the walls to see any thing going on but sadly the apartments are
abandoned. Right now i wish my bathroom had a window and not connected
to my neighbors.
Since the whole town had lost power, I couldn't tell you what time it is since all the clocks are powered by electricity but if i look at
my neighbors bowling trophies i can see the reflection of the light
that coming from their bedroom and i can make out a little bit of light.
The only problem is i hate looking in there because both of my neighbors both are dead on the floor from vicious zombie bites and have been decaying. I hate looking at
their chewed up corpses and bugs crawling around them. I decide to look any way, Right now it's
getting dark, Great another day spent at home.
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