Hey look...

... I'm changing the quotes. It's only been a freaking long time. Needa keep it consistent and post the old quotes though.

Here they are

"Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for."

"Life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words."

Righto.

Yes! New Zombie Dream.

This one began mid-outbreak. The zombies appeared to be somewhat intelligent. Not fast, but the would team up to try to break down a door/use door handles. A group of survivors and I were in what appeared to be a restaurant main lobby, that honestly wasn't very secure. The main lobby probably only lasted a day before the zombies were in, and 7 or 8 other survivors and myself made it to the kitchens and boarded up the room.

We survived in the kitchen for a few days before something happened and somehow one of them found us and there was pounding coming from the back door to the outside. We were unequipped (no guns, no training) but we focused on the fact that they all appeared to be out back and allowed 3 people to go out the front to look for help while we tried to hold the back door.

After a few hours, we were beginning to lose hope (and the zombies at the door were fucking persistent when they knew we were there) when we heard gunfire and someone calling to us for us to open the door. The three had returned with about 5 others that had guns and we felt a bit safer.

Unfortunately, after a little while something happened that caused me to need to go outside asap and draw the zombies away (I think I pulled the short straw) while only having a chopping board knife. I was supposed to loop back but I ended up being herded in one direction and had to run through a very deserted city hall. Somehow managed to make it far enough away to lose the zombies and ran across a 3 story tall apartment complex and tried my luck in it. There were some truly dumbass survivors in the main lobby, but they let me in and I yelled at them for standing in the main room of a nearly entirely glass building and not finding someplace concealed. I tried to give them tips, but it was too late. Zombies had spotted them through the glass and were making their way and piling up to break through.

I pretty much told the people in the lobby that they should have boarded stuff up and not let me in, for survival sake, and booked it upstairs to try rooms to see if any were secure. I found one on the top floor that apparently had really paranoid people in it, as all the doors (even the bedrooms) had special locks to them that I felt would be really secure. I went through and locked all the doors to all the side rooms so that if the zombies go in they wouldn't immediately know which room I was in. The room I settled in had two beds and there was a lump in one. Nervous, I went to go poke the lump and it turned out to be a young girl (probably 11 or 12) that was crying. Her family had left her alone for the day and never came back when the outbreak started.

I managed to calm her down and went out to the kitchen to move most of the food to the bedroom. The walls in the bedroom were all glass overlooking the street near the front of the building, but luckily all the blinds were closed. I watched as the zombies appeared to give up on the building, hoping that some of the others in the lobby made it somewhere safe.

The next day I heard movement in the living room, and watched as the door started to unlock to the room we were in. Freaking out, I grabbed the knife and had the girl hide in the adjoining bathroom when the door opened and there was a perfectly healthy guy standing there pointing a gun at me. It turns out that he was the dad of the little girl and he and his Son finally made it back home to check on the girl. With them they brought 6 other people and a shit load of guns.

We moved to the living room and opened a window that people could take turns shooting out of and picking off stray zombies if they walked past. While I was telling my story I noticed one of the 6 other people had been awkwardly holding his side and it made me suspicious. Good thing, too, because about half a day later the guy turned and I had to behead him with a newly acquired sword. We made everyone check for bites after that and everyone else turned up clear.

After a few days we were running low on food and hadn't seen a zombie walk past in a while, so we decided it was time to move on. We equipped ourselves as well as we could and exited the building, before staying down back roads trying to find another good place to set up camp. After a while we heard yelling and ducked into an open building, people flanking the door to peak outside. Down the road we saw people running at us, but they were clearly not zombies. They had seen us and seen what building we went into and ran straight to us, pointing their guns at us and forcing us to go with them.

I don't know if they were good or evil, trying to take over the new world. I know they looked ragged and were kinda gruff talking, but so were all of us. I just woke up as my group as being 'escorted' down a street to a building where they set up shop, and being yelled at because one of us was wearing red.