Week 15: Back on the Other Side

I made it through the wasteland and have emerged on the other side of the north wall. There is a calm and unnatural tranquility here by contrast to what I just experienced. I need to get my bearings, though. I’m not sure where I am. I just followed the zombie stampede's path.

I am beginning to think the fast and ravenous packs of zombies are not limited to central Florida. They are the same way here. I think maybe they are just desperate for food. Not sure how much a zombie needs to eat to sustain itself, but I imagine when they were all huddled together and feasting in the south food probably began to get scarce.

I’m guessing that as soon as things started to warm up they all decided to surge north in search of more fresh meat. It is a simple matter of overpopulation, too many of them and not enough of us.

I guess I’ll have to do my part to help thin the herd.