Week 12: Mission Accomplished

I did it. I got the water. I’m not quite sure of the cost however.
I didn’t get bit, but one of the bastards managed to scratch me across the face real good. Hopefully it doesn’t get infected or something. Still, it could have been a lot worse. I thought I was going to die down there. I really can’t believe I didn’t get bit.

I can't afford to take chances like that. What was I thinking? I guess I was desperate and not quite right in the head. I can read yesterday’s entry and tell I wasn’t of sound mind. Hell maybe I was feeling emboldened by the previous encounter with the zombies at the library. I kicked their asses pretty good and was feeling a bit cocky about it I guess. Who knows?

At least the plan I cooked up was pretty good considering my state of mind. First I dislodged a brick and used it to break out the back windshield of my car. I cut a length of power wire I found running along the edge of the roof. I tied one end to the metal pipe on the roof and dropped the other end down through the broken windshield and into the backseat. I used my pants again as a means to climb up and down from the car.

Before I descended I went to the other side of the roof and tried to attract all the zombies over there. Once I had the majority of them distracted on the far side of the building I ran back to the side where the car was and quickly climbed down.

I managed to get into the backseat and get the cable tied around the handle of the jug before the zombies showed up. Once they got there however, they surged up onto the trunk of the car and started clawing through the back windshield. My exit was blocked. I tried pushing them back but it was no use.

With no other option I picked up the brick and threw it through the front windshield. I crawled into the front seat all the while zombies grabbed and pulled at my pant-less and exposed legs. Again, I can’t believe I didn’t get bitten.

I managed to get completely into the front and I’ll be damned if one of those bastards didn’t open the driver’s side door. I think those fuckers are getting smarter. Anyway that’s when my face got scratched. The zombie tried to pull my head right to its mouth. I managed to shove it away with my foot and climbed out the front windshield

Somehow I got back on top of the car again. The zombies were circling me like sharks around a row boat. As they clamored onto the trunk and hood I shimmied my way back up my pant rope. Once their free meal was gone the zombies dispersed and I pulled the jug of water up onto the roof. Even considering all I had to go through, that was some damn good water.