Home Sweet Home…

Six years at this prison is what we have called home. It was about 95% finished when we found it and it had never even been used. Dogg and I explored the inside that first day and we had an armory, tons of dry and canned food in the kitchen, a huge power generator with thousands of gallons of diesel fuel and all kinds of building supplies with tools. It was a dream place for Dogg and I…

In the armory was cases of flash bang grenades and those grenades became the ticket to Dogg and I being able to get around the town, until we could kill enough Zombies and get them under control. We also had hundreds of riot shotguns and full auto rifles. Plus of course lots of 9mm and 40 caliber GLOCK’s to play with…

The first thing I did was to climb the guard tower near the front gates and with a sniper rifle that was in the armory, I had a leisurely day of dwindling the Zombie supply. I have to say though that it took me a month or more to get the Zombie population down to a manageable level…

Until we got the Zombies down to just a few that I kept for something to look at. Dogg and I would toss a flash bang grenade over the fence and after it went off Zombies would all go toward the flash bang. Then we would leave and go shopping at the stores for supplies, cloths and whatsoever…

Then we would do the same as we came back. Zombies like these that are left on earth are the type that function on purely a survival level. Noise means food and food means eat. They also have an acute sense of smell and can smell you coming a mile away. Hence they are always around the prison trying to get in. Since we are the only living things around (With the exception of birds, bees and trees! :)) the Zombies are 24 hours a day attracted to our scent at the prison and any new Zombies that wander into town always finds us also…

I said that I left some Zombies alive. Well I just could not seem to make myself kill every last one of them. Over time as I was killing them from the guard tower, I saw what I could perceive as several Zombies as being much less aggressive than most. So I started to name them and refused to kill them. I left 20 Zombies alive and functioning. Mostly women and children and I told Dogg, “No Kill!”…

So Dogg and I spent 4 years in limbo just cleaning up the town and I was doing some reading and studying what I found at the local library and government offices. I started to see why they (who ever dropped Dogg and I at this town) left us at this town. I was seeing a pattern in something and slowly my mind started to wake back up to pre-Zombie War times. It took a lot of years to become Stryker again and I have come to the realization that I had been more than just dead and destroyed, I was obliterated form the universe and it seems that the gods had some extra work to do to bring me back from the extinguished…

I found two books that appeared as Dogga and I slept one night. It was about two years after we had re-woke from the dead ourselves. The books were in Greek language and so I started to learn Greek. So that I could read the books. It was obvious that they were important or else why would they appear to me…

I could really go on forever about Dogg and I’s 6 years of fun and joy that we have spent killing Zombies and taking care of our little Zombie family that we left alive outside our gates, but I think that it is times to explain what has happened to the earth. It is time to explain why only pathetic Zombies are left on earth. I could go on forever as to the trips Dogg and I took to various parts of what is left of America and I could tell you that America is the same from one end to the other. No one left alive….

At least no one that we can find. I have a short wave radio and nothing. We have flown to Canada and nothing. We have flown to Mexico and nothing. I have the capacity to tap into the information satellites circling the earth and nothing…

The planet earth is nothing but a huge globe of mindless Zombies that will live forever until at lest they sub scum to some disaster or predator. I thought at first that thee would be people left! I was wrong and I can find no one. Now I have to be fair that I can not cross the ocean and check on that personally, but as far as the in-tell satellites are showing me. Dogg and I are alone…

So why did the gods drop us here back on earth? Good question and I have some answers. I have finished the books that were given to me in the night a few years ago. They are full of information.

So after a few more chapters of information. Dogg and I have a new quest in life and we have to go to Denver, Colorado – or what use to be Denver and find an underground complex that was to house the scum that caused all of this Zombie crap…

If there is anywhere on earth that someone is left alive, then that is the place. It is a complex that is miles and miles into the earth. If I can find it and find it still sealed against the outside then I have maybe found the place to give me answers to any and all questions. They also have spacecraft that is able to leave the earth and take me to were I need to go after I discover the secretes of the Denver complex…

So I am packing our Cessna plane that we have been traveling in and Dogg and I will soon leave. But I still have somethings to tell you before I get to real time posting again. Well – real time for me and future for you…

One thing that is real time for you! We have had about 40 or 50 new Zombies wander into town and that is just too many Zombies. They seem to be much more aggressive and have actually killed a couple of my Zombie family…

No one messes with my family! Dogg wants a Zombie head to play with and I am going to let him have one… πŸ™‚

Talk to you later!

To be continued…

Stryker
The Zombie Source Code…