Father Sergei Ryzhkov: Siberia, The Holy Russian Empire

Today I met with Father Sergei Ryzhkov. He told me of his country and religious experiences. He told me of a lot of differences from Siberia and the United States. He started out by telling me they were fighting a war on two fronts, the Ural barrier in the west and the Asian swarms from the southeast. He said that his country was different from other countries because of their different war production, but what they did have was the legacy of a military state. They wore the tunics of their grandfathers, there battles were brutal using old tactics, and he said there were always just too many zombies. After using all these unsuccessful solutions he found out that the only way to take care of the dead was to a bullet. He was also losing a lot of his good men due to “suicide by combat.” He was a religious man in a country that had long lost its faith. One day he said that God had spoken to him saying “No more sinning,” “No more souls resigned to hell.” The suicides were costing him too many good men and the Lord too many good souls, and suicide was a sin. He felt that God had not denied his children and they needed his love, courage, hope, and guidance back.

Darnell Hackworth: Ainsworth, Nebraska

Today I met with Darnell Hackworth, a shy, soft spoken man. He and his wife had retirement farm for the four legged veterans of the army’s K-9 Corps. He told me what the dogs were used for in the war. They were used for triage, to sniff people to see if they were infected. The dogs were just ballistic, they would have to keep them in cages or they would attack very fiercely. They would attack the person, each other, or there handler. A lot of handlers lost hands, arms, and throats being torn out. The dogs had to go through a lot of advanced physical training (AIT). There were a lot of live exercises; they were the first to use zombies in training for the dogs. He told me they had an exercise, Long Range Patrol, where the dogs would have to sniff the zombies and take them out. They were very useful for the war and helped immensely. Darnell Hackworth is a very good man for giving the credit dogs, which they completely deserve.

Terry Knox: Sydney, Australia

Today I interviewed Terry Knox. He had a very weird experience to tell me. He was stranded in the orbit when the war was going on. While they were up in orbit there was a lot of technology that made things a lot easier and led to their survival. Also while they were up there they had an hour or two where they didn’t have to do anything, so they had access to what was happening on Earth. They saw a lot of battles, the Indians not being able to keep control over the zombies because there lack of enough ammunition, the swarms of zombies going over Central Asia and the American Great Plains, the evacuation of Japan, hundreds of boats, and thousands of small boats trying to evacuate people to safe ground. He revealed that the zombies were all for biological instinct, when they try to get something they never give up. He also saw earth from his spacecraft and saw billions of campfires, little tiny orange specs everywhere, making it look like the world was on fire. That just sounds insane. Two weeks after the revolution begun they got there first and only radio call from the Chinese station, called Yang Liwei. This made it possible to go to the station where they got emergency supplies, food, water, and O2 candles that could last them for at least five years. They took everything they could inch for inch. Without this they wouldn’t have survived. They were in orbit for three years. After returning he had to go through physical therapy to build back muscle mass lost in space… After this interview Terry Knox died three days later.

Kondo Tatsumi: Kyoto, Japan

Today I interviewed Kondo Tatsumi. A skinny, acne faced teenage boy with bleached blond hair and dull red eyes. He was “otaku” which is an “outsider.” He was a very strange young man and he felt like his life was with cyber space. He told me that Japanese citizens were taught to memorize the things they were educated. When the zombies came they learned about their physiology, behavior, weaknesses, and global response and this helped him later on because it was very well memorized. He was always in his house working on what to do about the evacuation. He really didn’t have a good relationship with his parents. His mom would bring food and place it in front of his door while he worked. Crisis started; food stopped coming, parents vanished, computer stopped working, he started freaking out, and started revealing the cities meltdown, and the zombies. When the zombies came he had an escape plan, to take bed sheets and tie them down four stories and then get new bed sheets from apartment complexes so he could keep connecting them all the way down to the ground. But every time he went into the homes he would run into zombies or what they call them “siafu.” Then he went into a room where he discovered photos of someone’s family and friends and how the man used to be in war. As he was looking he revealed the man as a zombie seeing him through a mirror. Kondo broke the man’s arm and took the other arm swung him around and threw him over the balcony. Now he picked up some survival materials and was off on his journey to soon escape the dead and survive the war.

Hyungchol Choi: The Demilitarized Zone: South Korea

Today I met with Hyungchol Choi. He told me of how his country South Korea, had a much different preparation for the attack of the zombies, than his neighboring country, North Korea. The country of North Korea was way more prepared for they had rivers to the east and west, a mountainous terrain. They had a heavily militarized population, over a million of their men and women were armed and they had all had to undergo basic military training. His country, South Korea, was way different. They had a total open society, because the international trade with other countries was in their blood. North Korea also blocked the borders from South Korea and had spies. When the zombies attacked all of the citizens from North Korea seemed to vanish…

Colonel Christina Eliopolis: Parnell Air Nation Guard Base, Tennessee

Today I met with Colonel Christina Elipolis. I got a very intense story from her. It made me feel like I had no problems at all during the war after listening to her experience. She was a Raptor driver of the FA-22, the best plane ever built. Her and her crew’s main objective was airborne resupply. Her troubles all started on a trip from Phienix to Tallahassee, Florida, in late October. It was the ninth haul that week. She had to go to the bathroom and was finishing up when there was a jolt and then she could feel the plane nose diving at the ground. She takes an emergency exit and pulled her shoot and landed on the ground below. She was now on the ground by herself, but she was prepared because her base had taught her how to survive this experience. She had to pass a test in Willow Creek in the Klamouth Mountains in California. It taught you how to survive and take out Zack (zombies). She had all the survival materials that she needed, gear and a pistol. She also had a response from her radio, from a girl named Mets. She told Christina she was to go to the I-10 where Mets told her be pick up from the search and rescue. She helped her all the way to the finish line. She spotted a car. Mets told her to stay away, because in the cars there could be zombies might be trapped in them ready to grab you if you enter. She went anyway. She ended up taking out fifteen zombies. It was getting dark and dangerous and she had to get sleep. She slept in a high tree. She woke up and saw a hundred zombies. She called Mets for an immediate search and rescue plane. he jumped far away from them, but broke her ankle. She limped to the I-10 and hopped onto the plane and was safe. It was a very crazy and powerful experience to listen to.

Jesika Hendricks: Sand Lakes Provincial Wilderness Park, Manitoba, Canada

Today I interviewed Jesika Hendricks to reveal a very intense story from her. She started out by telling me that the moment that put her dad over the edge was when they had experienced six zombies feeding off of a homeless man only three blocks from her house and of the zombie news. All they would say is go north if you want to live; you will be safe from the zombies because they will solidify in the cold temperatures. So they did, they packed up; warm clothes, tons of food, and headed out. They had arrived at their destination. The campsite was real nice, everyone was friendly, they had campfires sharing food, and supply’s, and sang by the bonfires every night. Then food supply started going low very fast and so did the cold temperatures. People became desperate for food and warmth and started getting really angry. There were a lot of fights for foods, coats, and supplies. When the dead arrived it was teamwork, when they didn’t it was every man for themselves. Jesika’s mom started getting really mad at her dad, blaming him for everything they were going through. They started going at it, using a lot using a lot of big words at each other and then not long after her dad was furious at her criticism and was fed up with him so he slapped her in the face. Jesika had never seen it before. Snow was melting and you know what that means… the zombies were back…

Ahmed Farahnakian: Ice City, Greenland

Today, I met with Ahmed Farhanakian. He told me the infection didn’t hit their country as hard as the others, maybe because of the geographical features of their country, difficult transportation, small population, or the isolation of other countries by a large army. But the main problem came from the refugees from the east, millions of them. Iceland thought it was the Pakistani’s and told them to control their people; but it was from India. Everyday brought new problems, hundreds of thousands crossing their border, and perhaps many of them were infected. Something had to be done to protect themselves from these problems. The best place was to block off the Ketch River Bridge where all of the immigrants crossed to get to Iceland. Ahmed was the leader of this mission. It was bombed and taken down, outraging Pakistanis. Airstrikes and border clashes were Pakistan’s revenge. It was awful.

Sean Collins: Bridgetown, Barbados, West Indies Federation

Today I met with Sean Collins. He was a war vet, who was guarding a dumb celebrity for the money when the panic hit. His boss had a house on this island to keep the big known pop stars safe, so his boss could become more popular during and after the war by helping the celebrities. Sean didn’t know a specific location where they were; he knew it was a big, long island next to Manhattan. Actors, singers, rappers, pro athletes, and famous faces were present to receive comfort and safety from his boss. His boss was ready for everything. He had food, shelter, electricity, and defense to keep the living dead out. One time, the celebrities’ had a news team zooming in on them to show the national television audience that they were safe. No duh! The celebrity’s had the money. This sent the city people overboard; they wanted to be safe too. The civilians came aggressively toward the house with weapons and ladders to climb the walls. They were running fast. This started to send nervous chills down the celebrity’s backs when they started to realize they weren’t the living dead, they were humans that could find a way through the defense. It became an all out war; weapons from both sides were firing at each other. Sean Collins didn’t know what to do and was very frightened of the city peoples revolting. He ran out to the beach, took a surfboard, and was out to find safety on a boat out at sea.

Jacob Nyathi: Bridgetown Harbor, Barbados, West Indies Federation

Today I met with Jacob Nyathi, captain of the Imfingo. His childhood was in Khayelitsha, a life of hopelessness, grinding, and poverty. The night he first experienced the zombies was when he was walking home from the bus stop after his work shift at five A.M. Gunshots fired, he sprinted behind a barbershop for cover and waited, but it didn’t stop. Smoke soon crept up to his nostrils, and he looked out and saw city people yelling and screaming “Run! Get out of there! They’re coming!” As he searched for his family the mob knocked him down. As he got up, a zombie grabbed him and obviously went for the bight because that is the only thing they are after and the same black fluid came out of his mouth. They wrestled and Jacob came across a cooking pan and just owned the zombie, smashing his skull until his brains scattered onto the ground. He saw a flashing light and used all the energy in his body to sprint straight there, but he was decked to the ground by something. In the hospital, they told him that that the police had accidentally shot him in the shoulder; and that there had been an outbreak of rabies.

Stanley MacDonald: Meteora, Greece

Today I met with Stanley Macdonald in Meteora, Greece. Meteora had become a popular destination for pilgrims and tourists to find wisdom, spiritual enlightenment or even just peace. Stanley was one of the latter. He had also been a veteran of almost every campaign in his home nation, Canada. He said the first place his army started seeing the dead was where the Third Battalion of Princess Patrician’s Canadian light infantry worked with the drug interdiction in Kyrgyzstan. They had been looking for the enemy, which was supposedly in a cave. The cave was not hard to find because of the blood trails leading right to it. It was extremely strange. In the drag marks there was black crusted ooze. This reminded me of the blood sample that Kwang Jingshu took from the boy; it was of this same matter. It had to be an infected person if this it was the same substance. They arrived to see their enemy dead by their own booby traps. He said it looked like they were trying to run away from something. Gunmen were shredded in the corner completely torn apart. They were finding limbs of body parts lying all around. He said he went into a room of the cave by himself to reveal a hand sticking out of limestone, still moving. He grabbed it and pulled the person and a hard grip grasped his hand. He freaked and tried to release himself from the grasp but it wouldn’t let go. He fell back and half of the body came out with a man trying to bite his wrist… a zombie. He grabbed his gun and blew his brains. He was traumatized and acting strange afterwards. He needed help.

Kwang Jingshu: Greater Chongqing, the United Federation of China

Today I met with Kwang Jingshu, the head of the United Federation of China Council. It wasn’t hard retrieving information from him. He was a real talker. China, now the world power, is where it all started. There was an emergency that needed aid immediately. There were many sick people at the sight. No one had been helping because it was obviously a very dangerous situation. One sick patient that he attended to had a high fever, forty degree centigrade, and was franticly shivering. The patient had no major injuries except the bite marks of a child. The bite marks were from the child who started it all. This child was found and locked in the back room of the hospital, writhing like an animal with ferocious growls. His blood was brown viscous matter. This child was the first patient that Kwang Jingshu was ever frightened about treating. While examining the boy, the boy twisted and his whole arm came off. He asked the villagers what had happened to make this boy so crazy. The mother of the boy came up and told him that it had happened while “moon fishing.” He and his father were raiding their old village, Old Dachang, for heirlooms and other things of value. He ran back home, screaming in agony due to the bite mark on his foot. Symptoms quickly took over his body and the “attack” started, but help quickly followed. Kwang Jingshu was later arrested and imprisoned. He escaped, but it was too late...