Free Days With The Undead (Book 1) by Julianne Snow Page B

scattered Undead caused a great deal of fear and panic. Many people uploaded videos of witnessed attacks onto YouTube in what must have been an attempt to let other people know what was going on. Otherwise, it was just some sick individual finding a gleeful pleasure in broadcasting in broadcasting the demise of others. Seeing that a number of videos were uploaded by the same individual, I really hope that is not the case.
    In fact, most of the video came from the cameras that had been placed around the Capitol to catch traffic violations and other crime. Someone must have hacked into the live feed and decided to stream it directly onto the Internet. Luckily (though that might be the wrong word given the circumstances), the video also went into an archival format every ten minutes. If it hadn’t, we might not know what we now know.
    Just under an hour later, a large number of the Undead reconvened at the White House. They stood outside at the gates, pushing and straining against them. There did not appear to be anyone there at the time since no Secret Service Agents or anybody really comes into frame or were noticed in any of the doorways or windows of the video although I’m sure they were there.
    It took the Undead some time but they eventually broke the gates inward and flooded onto the neatly manicured lawns moving up toward the house.
    You see them clearly overtake the White House. Within minutes you begin to see some people run out of the house screaming, being pursued by the Undead. Others are seen illuminated from behind in windows, their deaths and undeaths recorded on film in a matter of seconds.
    I’ve seen a lot of death in the past twelve days. Heck, I’ve seen the dead rise. The last frame of the video I could bear to watch on the Internet was shocking. It was so shocking mainly because of its recognisability. I can completely understand why it may be unavailable for future generations to see…
    The President of the United States of America is no longer leading the country: he’s now one of the Undead. Some of you might wonder if I really saw what I think I saw, but I can promise you that it was unmistakable. His face was clearly caught by one of the cameras as he left the now blood stained lawns of the White House.
    Before the feed went black, you clearly saw him as one of the Undead, his right arm hanging limply to the side, the massive bite of flesh missing from his bicep. The pajamas he wore were covered in blood along the right side. For a moment, the face turned directly to camera, the eyes not exhibiting the familiar milkiness of death yet. The visage was instantly recognizable. It was the face we have all seen many times previously. I promise you that what I’m telling you is not a joke.
    What will happen to any measured response if the person meant to deliver the order has been compromised?
     

Day 13:
    The situation with the Undead is causing the world to start unraveling at the seams. The looting and the rioting in the urban areas both big and small are shameful and it’s the last thing that anyone needs to be doing.
    Society needs to hold it together at a time like this. To come together. To fight for the will to survive. No one is going to need a bigger television when the cable goes out, when there is no electricity being delivered to paying customers. This is not a vacation from your old life…
    Something more horrific than you can even imagine is coming down the pike toward you and if you’re not already running, they will catch you. We’ve been travelling through Oklahoma most recently and have come across more pockets of the Undead clogging the arteries feeding the cities.
    We try our best to dispatch them without getting bogged down, but too large a group puts our survival at risk. We could easily be overtaken and swallowed by a larger group; the potential for them to overturn our truck is high. Now we just drive through them, over them and around them as best and as fast as we can;