I risked my life to retrieve this note, and for what. It's just a bunch of illegible scribbles and marks. I don't know what I was thinking, and in my haste to get the note I ran into a bit of trouble. I've been circling the neighborhood trying to throw a few zombies of my track so they didn't realize I was staying right here in thier own neighborhood.

But it was all for not. Why was I so foolish to think that would amount to anything... and at such a risk. Useless.

All I can say is the anticipation is killing me.

I've waited up all night, but finally he's left the house and when he did the note on the front door stopped him dead in his tracks. He paused staring at it for a minute or two. It was hard to be sure he was comprehending what he was seeing, but he was at least seeing it. He even looked over his shoulder at some point. Eventually he tore the note down and went back inside.

After a few minutes he returned and stuck another note to the front of the door. Although it didn't stick and just fell to porch, he clearly understood the note and has left some sort of response. There's no way it would be safe to retrieve it right now, I'll most likely have to wait until dark for it to be safe... But I can hardly wait.

Success!

The note is in place. I ran into no problem, although it took me a good 1/2 hour to make it happen because I needed to be positive there was no activity in the house, and the coast was clear.

I have a perfect view of the front door, which the guide leaves through everyday. Now I just wait

Dear Zombie,

I apologize that I do not have a better way of referencing you. Perhaps if you understand this note you could give me something better to use. None the less, consider this note a reaching out for communication from a live human being who wonders whether you can understand what is written here.

If any of this makes sense please leave a note in response. You can leave said note exactly where you found this one and I will manage to retrieve it.

Your friend (hopefully),
Larry

This is the exact note which I intend on leaving taped to the guides front door. I'll have to wait until late tonight when the zombie activity is fairly low, but I will obviously need to watch my step.

A New Home

Ha.... How ridiculous of me. It took me all day to realize it and be 100% positive, but one of the houses only doors down from where I've been hiding out is completely vacant. It was hard to tell for sure, as all the houses on this block seem pretty empty but constantly have zombies coming and going, but I've been in here for the better part of the day and haven't seen or heard a thing.

I've got my phone plugged in and charging, so the electricity is still working. Of course I'm keeping the lights off to not disturb the neighborhood. And what's more is I've found a work desk abandoned with a paper, pens, and all the tape I could hope for.

I still have a pretty good vantage point on the guides house, so I will enact my "leave a note" plan starting tomorrow.

For now I sleep in my new home.

As I said in my last post, contemplating how I could possibly safely attempt to communicate with these zombies would keep me up all night. Which it did. I am only now waking up. But it was worth sleeping in, although sleeping in an alley in streets occupied by zombies is probably not such a great idea. I am still, at least at the moment, breathing.

It was worth the lack of sleep because I've come up with an idea. Quite honestly it seems so obvious I'm embarrassed it took me a whole night to come up with it.

I'll leave a written note on the front door. I know for a fact they leave everyday, so I'll write them a note and leave it taped to the front door... of course I don't have anything to write with or write on and I definitely don't have any way to tape it to the front door. But these are all minor challenges. Though it's funny that I've stocked up on food and camping gear and the such and the obvious everyday items that I needed back before the world was.... well dead, I haven't seen any of those things in months.

Mission one is to get the tools I need...

As I write the little girl just came out into the front yard to play... she seems so innocent I find it hard to believe that she would be so ruthless as to kill me just for my flesh.

Damn.... My battery is running low. I haven't been paying attention to it....

I've finally made it back to the guides neighborhood. It took a lot longer for that office building to empty out than I expected. I had little trouble finding my way back, but I did more slow.

From where I sit I can see several zombies moving behind curtains and through lit rooms, in what appears to be a happy and comfortable life.

How to communicate with them safely? It is a question that will keep me up most of the night.

I've held out until 5pm and just as I thought there has been a horde of zombies exiting the building. I caught a glimpse of the guide, but it was far too risky to follow. Right now I'm just laying low watching the show. There are still quite a few moving around the building and wandering the streets, but the biggest movement was right around the 5 o'clock hour. I guess they are still using a similar schedule as was in place before the world died off.

I've spent the majority of the day observing these creatures go through an everyday working routine, and I can't help but wonder how conscious and aware they are. Every time I've ever approached one in any fashion they appear to get hostile, but the fact of the matter is I've avoided them more often than not. And really I've spent the passed yeah observing them from a far making assumptions based off of what I thought I knew. But perhaps I knew nothing... perhaps they are truly just like we were as human beings, and they just fear me as being something different.

Deep down I know it's unsafe and insane, but I truly am starting to wonder what would happen if I tried to communicate with them... I know it's unrealistic, but I can't help but wonder.

Zombie Work

Things got quiet a lot quicker than I anticipated and I was able to get close enough to the building to see what was going on, and it turns out that zombies work. Yeah, you read that right. It doesn't make much sense to me either, but it's the only logical explanation.

Fortunately, there are some pretty large windows that I could see into with my binoculars, so I didn't have to get too close in order to see what is going on, but there are rows and rows of cubicles with zombies sitting behind the desks of almost all of them. I can't even imagine what they are working on, but there is no mistake they are working. I even saw one of them xeroxing something. My first thought was that they are just following old and learned behavior, but at the front desk on the first floor there is a sign that reads Flesh and B--- the later part of the sign is obscured from my vantage point, but it proves to me that they consciously changed the sign in order to facilitate there own purposes. So I can only imagine that all that paperwork is for their own purposes, not for some past memory of what they once were. But what could zombies need so much paper work for? It's mind blowing.

I'm going to continue to observe, although I am afraid that at roughly 5pm there will be a mass exodus, and I don't want to get stuck in the middle of that.

If nothing else, I at least understand now why the zombies some to move on such a rigid schedule. Because, just like humans, they obviously don't like to be late for work, but also don't want to stay any later than they need to.

Holy Crap!!!

I've followed the guide and I have come upon a large office building in which hordes of zombies are funneling into. I can't even begin to imagine why they flock here everyday.

Needless to say I'm hidden about two blocks away, and I've lost sight of the guide since he entered the building, but there are far too many of them for me to get any closer. My hope is that their numbers will thin and I'll get a chance to get closer and see what's going on.

Finally! He's come out doors.

I think I'm going to follow and see where it is that the guide goes when he leaves his house.

I've finally seen some movement within the house. I've seen the guide as well as the other zombies who live here pass by the windows.

Yet none of them has emerged from the house itself. Which still strikes me as odd, but I can at least confirm everything is alright.

Perhaps this change of habit will lead to new revelations about the life of the zombie. I'll be keeping a keen eye and report anything of note as soon as possible.

I have been awake for hours now waiting for the guide to reveal himself, so I could follow him on his daily journey, yet he has yet to show himself. What I've noticed more than anything up to this point is zombies seem to be creatures of habit. Yet I find it strange he has yet to leave the house. I don't think it is possible that I would have missed him. I've kept an eye on the house since 6:30ish this morning.

I hope everything is ok with him.

The guide has now returned home and there seems to be activity similar to what I noted last time I was here. It looks like they are preparing a meal to sit down and eat. Despite the fact that they are made up of decomposing flesh, it looks like a very homey and loving household, and it's making the fact that I am outside in the increasingly cold night eating canned beans on a good night that much more depressing.

Perhaps there is a chance I will find more of my kind of people and could one day enjoy such a sight for myself. Although at this point I've grown very very skeptical of that. For now I will just open up my can and raise a fork and eat at the same time they eat and in some twisted way it's like I'm a part of a family again.

I'm not sure how, but I've found myself by in the zombie neighborhood I visited only a few weeks ago. Right now I am hidden across the street from the guides house. He departed only minutes ago and now a small zombie girl, I can only assume it is his child, is playing out in the front yard.

I hope to return to the office sometime soon, but I figure while I am away I will continue my observations from a close proximity.

I think tomorrow I will follow the guide and see where it is he is going to every day.