u/General-Cabinet1792

It’s been 3 days since my last post. Things have only gotten worse. I’ve learned that the zombies are only active at night. They start what I call the hunting period at 7pm each night.

Last night, the worst thing ever happened. The house was breached. Now the house, my house, is no longer safe.

Last night, I heard knocking at the front door, with ear piercing screams of terror from someone begging to be let in, muffled through the attic floor and walls. The time, 6:59. I knew that by the time I got to the door, they would’ve started hunting. So, I stayed put.

The screams then began to get louder. The person at the door getting more desperate. I think I heard them start to cry. Then their screams of desperation became those of pain. Guilt washed over me in constant waves.

The moans of the dead got louder. That person led them straight to me! NO! I heard a window break. A window broke! Oh god, they were in the house!

I began to hear thumps coming from downstairs. The dead were pouring in! The chorus of the zombies grew louder and louder and louder.

My heart was beating double time.

I heard thumps on the stairs. The STAIRS! They were coming up, towards me! A sudden and jarring cacophony of noise emanated from downstairs. Bang, smash, crash. They were destroying the house.

Suddenly, a loud smash came from the hallway below me. Then, a few thumps as something wooden fell down the stairs, followed by a sudden group of cries of pain and shock from the dead that were at the bottom of the stairs. Welp, there goes the mirror.

Through all of this, all I could do was lie in the attic silently, thoughts buzzing around my head like a swarm of bees. I had to leave the house. I had to escape. My only option was to drive. It’s the apocalypse, who’s going to care? My parents had electric cars, but there was no power. Then I remembered…

My sister. She has a petrol car. I can use it to escape. There may be no power, but there has to be petrol. I’m going to leave tomorrow. I have no choice. Again, I pray that someone finds this. Hope, any hope, would really help. My sisters car is a blue Honda accord. License plate: LMT 8623. Any survivors in Ireland, please make yourself known.

Something weird is going on. I am 16 years old and live with my family and 2 dogs in Northern Ireland. This morning, I woke up at 10:30 am and went downstairs to get breakfast.

On the way there, I saw that the front door was open. How strange, my family and I don’t leave the front door open. I quickly close it, dismiss it from my thoughts and continue on my way.

Then, I notice something stranger. There appears to be no one in the house. But all the cars my family have are still out front. A chill runs down my spine at 50mph. Somethings wrong here. Suddenly, I see something that stops my heart.

The dog leashes.

My family don’t take the dogs outside without them.

My body paralyses with fear. What’s happening? The question speeds through my mind. I quickly search the rest of the house, hoping to find my family, an answer to what’s going on, anything. The bedrooms, the office, even the attic. I look in all those places

No sign of them.

My heart starts pounding so hard it feels like it’s trying to escape. I decide to look outside and I see something…very weird.

There’s someone standing at the corner of my street. They’re facing away from me and appear to be standing very still. I suddenly get the feeling that I shouldn’t get closer to them.

I quietly go back inside and close the door gently. Once back inside I try to calm down and take deep breaths. It isn’t working. Soon, I start hyperventilating. My head hurts. The room is spinning. I feel like I’m about to pass out.

I place a hand on the stairs and sit down, my heart racing like an F1 car. Questions swarm my mind. What’s going on? Where is my family? What’s up with the person at the corner?

I can’t answer any of those questions. I don’t like that. Not one bit.

I decide to wait. I open my phone and see that I have no service. How? I’m not in the middle of nowhere. I also see that I don’t have WiFi. I quickly switch on a lamp. Nothing happens. No power, either.

But wait, I saw my digital clock on this morning. Did the power just go out? What time is it anyway. I check. 10:37. 10:37? Has it only been 7 minutes since I got up? It feels like it’s been hours or days even.

With no power, I realise that I should conserve my phones battery. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.

I’m in danger! It’s now about 6:30. I looked out my window and saw a group of people enter a house. But, the people didn’t look normal. Their faces were pale, moans constantly emanating from their mouths. Oh god, oh god, oh god! Is it the apocalypse? Cause I think those people were zombies! I think I know what happened to my family and dogs.

I decided to hide in the attic. I’m trying to be as quiet as possible. I don’t know if those zombies can hear me or know if I’m not infected.

I’m currently in the attic. I can hear the moans of the zombies better now. I think they are only active at night. But I’ll wait a few days to see. I can only hope that someone finds this message.

I remember seeing a short on their YouTube channel that linked to an unlisted video about the master of disguise. I know it exists. I’ve seen it. The video itself was 18 minutes. Does anyone else remember it?