Sept. 17, 2010 - 6:39pm

- Transmission from Slickback

slickback here from stl area, did anyone make it out of here it was so last minute notice my party barely did....

It began as an ordinary day for me as I was preparing to do a photo shoot for a recently engaged couple. I decided college was not for me a few months back and decided to focus on work and my faith, needless to say this event rocked both of my worlds as the afternoon sun began to rise. My friend Alex normally drives me to where I need to go since my family members bugged out to the secure spot we chose months ago for the h1n1 mutations so it was just me and him in this cancer filled town trying to make a living in the recession. I always had checked the news before I left for the weather but as soon as it came on an emergency message from the police department and cdc screamed to life.

I had suspected a water main break mixed with vandalism like the norm but this time it was different. Alarmed citizens had reported that the dead began to rise and they just now got around to making a fucking announcement as the hospitals were flooded with bite victims who reanimated after 6 hours and went on to infect the living. I am not sure when this began since the st Louis area is the last to hear about anything. I knew this day was coming so I packed what things I had in my bag and called alex to tell him to do the same and waiting for him, while securing the location. Nothing yet on my side of town, people began to get on their roofs with whatever firearms they had and secured the entrances to every road creating check points. I grabbed my camera and began to shoot with the hopes if I died these pictures would live on so people knew what the world was before the dead began to rise. It was not long before he came and told me his girlfriend was coming along.
Fuck, I thought to myself, I don’t need any cutesy wootsy bullshit while trying to survive this hell hole I screamed but knew she may come in handy since she was a nurse. The plan was to get to Indiana since his family lived in the country but knew it was going to be hell getting out of here. We loaded the vehicle with what we could and set out on the back roads out of town. The pictures I have taken so far are typical ones that flood the evening news channel of alarmed people preparing for their own deaths but one that disturbs me the most is one of a little girl; she could not have been no more than 7. She held her hand on the glass door as her father boarded up the frame. The look in her eyes as she held her baby doll and puppy were that of a third world, war torn shit hit the fan last night, stone cold dead.
I am going to call this a night, i need to sleep because we are taking guard shifts and driving to get out of town. Bodies litter the streets and roads, gunshots fill the air and the moans of the undead army began to haunt into the lifeless night. If anyone is out there relay your position in Indiana and we will try to make contact. Please God let there be life… Did Alyssa even make it out of Florida…

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