THEY SAW ME!
Jun. 13th, 2007 05:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
weswilsonWhen I ran into the kitchen to grab the bottles and formula, my neighbor was standing outside the window. I screamed at her to get back inside before I realized her eyes were glazed over and her right arm was dislocated. She and two others busted in the dining room window before I could cut through to the bedroom, so I took Indigo's advice and ran to the garage.
I still haven't fixed the handle on the door, so I couldn't keep them from entering the garage, but I did come up with a fairly easy solution. I scampered, with Duncan, up the ladder into the attic and kicked it over behind me. I reached down through the hole I made in the roof last January and grabbed a rake that was hanging on the wall. I then used the stick to knock over anything in the garage that could be climbed on top of. The zombies wandered around the garage, glaring up at me with their dead eyes, but they couldn't do anything to get to me.
I still hadn't fed Duncan, so I climbed over on top of the kitchen and knocked a hole in the drywall over the stove. That got their attention, so I went back to the garage and started knocking more stuff over with my rake. I ran back over to the kitchen and dropped down onto the stove. I grabbed the kettle of water, the can of formula, and all the bottles and liners I could get before they started to come back in. I turned on the front two eyes to high and jumped up into the roof again. I drug a piece of timber over the hole and put two boxes of hardback on top of it. Should they decide to check out the brown spot over the stove, they'll get burned while they investigate.
It took Duncan about an hour to calm down. The attic is HOT. I solved that problem by knocking a couple of holes in the air conditioning ducts, but I'm too afraid to stay in that one place for too long. I need to keep an eye on those bastards in the garage. Oh, I did managed to grab the laptop out of the bedroom by lowering a piece of rope through the air vent with a slipknot in it.
I haven't heard from Wendy yet. I haven't heard from anyone, yet.
I still haven't fixed the handle on the door, so I couldn't keep them from entering the garage, but I did come up with a fairly easy solution. I scampered, with Duncan, up the ladder into the attic and kicked it over behind me. I reached down through the hole I made in the roof last January and grabbed a rake that was hanging on the wall. I then used the stick to knock over anything in the garage that could be climbed on top of. The zombies wandered around the garage, glaring up at me with their dead eyes, but they couldn't do anything to get to me.
I still hadn't fed Duncan, so I climbed over on top of the kitchen and knocked a hole in the drywall over the stove. That got their attention, so I went back to the garage and started knocking more stuff over with my rake. I ran back over to the kitchen and dropped down onto the stove. I grabbed the kettle of water, the can of formula, and all the bottles and liners I could get before they started to come back in. I turned on the front two eyes to high and jumped up into the roof again. I drug a piece of timber over the hole and put two boxes of hardback on top of it. Should they decide to check out the brown spot over the stove, they'll get burned while they investigate.
It took Duncan about an hour to calm down. The attic is HOT. I solved that problem by knocking a couple of holes in the air conditioning ducts, but I'm too afraid to stay in that one place for too long. I need to keep an eye on those bastards in the garage. Oh, I did managed to grab the laptop out of the bedroom by lowering a piece of rope through the air vent with a slipknot in it.
I haven't heard from Wendy yet. I haven't heard from anyone, yet.
