January 17th

This is Jimmy Varn and I may not be alive for much longer.

Holy shit. I can barely think for all the footsteps. Here in the basement, everything thunders from the streets. I swear they are walking right above me inside the house.

Shit, here is what happened. I went out. I had my three pistols and I was ready to go all Kurt Russel on someone’s ass if they got in my way. I got down two blocks and started to feel very optimistic. I got very hopeful for about ten seconds.

That is when I saw the crowd. No, it was more like a god damn parade. It was thousands of zombies. I fucking mean it when I say thousands of zombies.

God damn.

I ran. They were heading straight up my street. Some of them saw me and as a large crowd they all moved. I could easily out run them but fuck, you do not want to be chased by more things than you can count.

I got to Home Base and moved everything in front of the door. I grabbed my shit and went into the basement. I waited and prayed that they weren’t all going to follow me here.

They followed all right. Lucky for me, I think they were just coming this way. Like one giant herd, they are walking through my street.

I waited an hour, then two and then three hours. They kept coming. I mean, how fucking many zombies are there? Is it all of them? Did every damn zombie in Atlanta get together and decide to follow a leader?

There are so many, they are spilling out of the street and into the lawns. They are pushing each other up against the houses. I can hear them stomping across my porch.

I waited six hours and they keep coming. I was too terrified to move for fear of giving myself away. I sure as fuck am not starting the fireplace. I turned the generator on because it is in the basement and I am hoping they won’t hear it. Fuck, even if they do hear it, I want you readers to know what is happening.

The zombies are like a flock. I don’t think they are intelligently going in one direction. I think they are just following the rest of the zombies. I bet they pick up stragglers as they go and keep getting bigger.

Shit, I don’t know why they do it. I am not Will Smith in fucking ‘I am Legend’. I’m a fucking bookseller who is trying to stay alive and reporting what he is seeing. I am trying to let you people know that when you see a crowd headed your way, run the fuck away. I have been watching them for hours and they don’t stop. There might be a million of them.

Oh fuck. Turning power off.