Around the 16th straight hour of study I start to get a feeling I can’t really shake…….. “The zombie apocalypse begins with me”…..
I hate to be overly nit picky about zombie films and admittedly I don’t know much about guns but i’m 94% sure six shooter pistols have six bullets and not 283.
You awake one night to find the zombie apocalypse has begun. Zombies have entered your room and are creeping towards your bed. It’s okay however, because you are prepared. You have watched countless zombie movies, played the video games and have read the books. You have thought through this scenario, you have played it out in your mind thousands of times in many different ways. You take in the situation and quickly notice these are Romero zombies and are slow moving. You know you have a chance if you can just run past them, but you must act before it is too late! The zombies creep closer as you spring out of bed with lightning speed, you hit the ground and are prepared to charge through the encroaching horde. It is then a wave of terror grips you, the colour drains from your face and you realise this is the end. This is how you die. Your foot is asleep.
My phone has lost reception. Surely this means the phone lines are down, the zombie apocalypse has begun and I just don’t know it yet…….
This reminds me I have to rewatch the Walking Dead before the new episodes start.