It's funny... I remember the fight yesterday... I remember the humans making it to the top of the tower and had three minutes until the rescue helicopter came... and I remember all the humans being turned.
We were about even on numbers. But we still turned them all. They succumbed to the virus overtaking the island. Even the personnel of the island quickly joined their "exhibits" in the slaughter of the humans. And when I woke up this morning?
Nothing.
It's like the fight never happened. It's like the entire last week never happened. I'm not marked anymore, nor is anyone else. The evidence it happened at all? Two slips of paper in my pockets with codes to people I no longer know. My body aching from the running and keeping up with the horde. The ground littered with Stay darts and balls that were hidden in the aftermath of the battle. These are the only proof we battled at all.
Yet, I still know it's coming back. The zombies aren't dead yet. In my mind, I can still hear their chant of brains and a terrifying shriek followed by rapid counting and screams of run. And I know.
Only 6 months till the next...
CZYTASZ
Zombie Island
AkcjaThe hunt and fight for survival is on again in Zombie Island as the crew sets off to the Zombie Island Park & Resort for a spring break cruise to remember!
