One would think I'd be used to all this killing by now but one would be wrong.
Sure, it was something I did on a daily basis in the name of survival but c'mon, who wants to spend their time covered in blood, guts, and Al Gore?
Yeah,you heard(more) right, Al Gore. Not only is he a zombie himself but he is also singlehandedly responsible for The Zombie Apocalypse.
I don't know all the details, news reports went the way of civility long ago, disappearing off the face of the map completely when the power grids went down.
I remember one of the last news story I'd seen,as did anyone else who still had a brain.
Right there on national television while doing some interview about global warming the ex-Vice President turned into a zombie and began chomping on Chris Matthews.
Believe me, you haven't seen anything until you've seen Chris Matthews frozen in fear with an ex-Vice President gnawing on his face.
It wasn't pretty.
Chris just kept on talking, blood spurting everywhere, ex-VP attached to his neck. The darkened stain running down his leg was less a thrill and more piss and blood but you gotta give him credit, Matthews never stopped talking till zombie-Al ripped off his mouth.
Of course the last thing out of Matthews mouth was something garbled about how this was all Bush's fault but Gore just kept chowing down until Matthews was no more than a bloody stump with piss-stained legs.
From there it spiraled out of control live, until there was nothing to see through the blood covered camera lens. The screaming pretty much told the story.
A shuffling sound penetrated my musings and I fired, one gunshot to the brain equaled one less zombie.
I'm saving the world, zombie by zombie.(less)
Found him in a dumpster behind a burned-out warehouse. He was dead on arrival. Riddled with bullets. No resuscitation. We brought him straight to the morgue.
Seemed like typical turf-war shit at first. Young kid, street clad, with a cocky sneer etched in his face, even in death(more). Maybe nineteen or twenty. Though in the age of negligible senescence, it's hard to know for sure.
Autopsy proved there was more going on than simple gang violence. First the bullets. Not your typical street-grade munitions. Not even military grade. This stuff was high-level clearance. Chemical analysis revealed trace amounts of metal-oxide residue. Slightly net-negative charge throughout the body. Cybernetic rounds. Designed to degrade bionic energy and data systems on impact. Only one med-ex in a thousand would pick up on something like that. They don't waste that kind of hardware on street thugs.
The body also showed signs of heavy (and highly unorthodox) alteration. Hexagonal fingerprints, for one. After a little digging, we discovered they were Deepnet QR codes for producing illegal firearms and high-grade narcotics on 3-D printers. Very dangerous stuff.
Other QR codes were found etched in the bone of his cranium and right scapula. These have yet to be deciphered.
We found other things as well. Unexplainable things. The implications might be earth-shaking if they got out to the public. No, this man was no ordinary street punk. He knew something. Possessed something. And now I possess it, too.
They'll find me eventually. In this day and age, a secret like this doesn't slip through the cracks. God only knows what they'll do to me when they figure it out. But they'll have to catch me first.(less)