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I've been lying for several days. Apparently they had to tie me to the bed when I tried to go out the window "Flying." I think I lost the pot a lot and I have jeopardized my colleagues. I told Oscar I was sorry, and told me it's not my fault, but I can not stop thinking about we're screwed and might have made things worse.

I'm not quite sure what happened these days, but Oscar has told me that they have come all the food we had and still we can not move from this area. They had to kill 4 zombies that were inside the building and apparently they have little ammunition with which we must be careful in where we move from now. Yet not all bad news when I woke up, Machito was asleep in a chair in my room, I have awakened to untie me but has only released a growl, "I will tell oscar" or something similar. Oscar has told me that Machito can be very aggressive and largely intractable but that was in charge of keeping me fed and has guard waiting for me to get well. Apparently I hit 40 º C fever (Maybe that's why I do not remember anything). In the end it's going to be a piece of bread.
This is the 1st good news, the 2 nd is that there are more survivors ... 2 more to be exact. The are located 2 blocks from here. They watched from a rooftop by smoke signals and communicated to voices as best they could. They were waiting for me to get better to go to "rescue" and are already making plans for the transfer. What I wonder is: Who will rescue us?

I will stop writing, I'm still tired and need regain strength.

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Day 10 Day 8 Day 9

When I woke up someone had put a blanket over his shoulders. His head was resting on the table and my back hurt from being hunched over in that shit chair. I have addressed the room and Oscar was not there. Machito was not in the room where he had gone to sleep, my new watch said they were 16h in the afternoon and the silence of the apartment that was more just that one. Where had they gone fuck these two scumbags? I looked out the window and sure enough, the street was full of zombies. There was no trace of human life or signs of a rescue team in the area. Of course neither are the signs and you have rescue equipment, are only as evidence that popcorn in the microwave almost as long as the bell rings clear.

I sat a while to watch TV on the couch, but the programming was crap (of course that could not even turn on the screen influenced the balls enough) so I decided to cut ham to eat. After ycomí even more ham cut a little more, but when I had no hunger started thinking about what to do to pass the time. "These two assholes have left me? For almost better, right? The very stupid insurance would kill me. I leaned back to the window and saw a minivan gray on the sidewalk as we were brought here, I thought it was funny and smash throw something a little bored and I do not think his owner sued us for vandalism. I threw a plate and three pots, but barely dented the roof. Burst needed something for my little game, and then I realized, the heads of the zombies would be ideal. I looked more to shoot them and found a hammer, a drill, a playstation, the speakers of the stereo and the stereo itself ... well, many things that were useless (Under the hammer, but was late to pick it up) I failed the first shots, but then I started to fully and fairly bastards fell to the ground like flies. Sometimes they rise and others were lying. It was fun, but then began to dry up the blunt and thought to stop the idiot. If exhausted my arsenal in one day, I could not play tomorrow. Oscar and Machito

came through the door as usual. I was left lying and now returning to my home as if they never left. My house? One moment ... this is not my home ... down the minivan was not like that had brought us here ... It was he who had brought us saved our lives ... and I'll pay for throwing things. .. damn, I'm a fucking ingrate. Tomorrow I will ask forgiveness, now it's getting dark and Dad does not like being left alone to my Jessi night.

I think I'm raving, Oscar has considered me as a doctor if the guy, and says I'm in shock, they should rest for a few days and try to get used to the idea before doing anything silly. What account do I? What he and his friend the handle has crept into my house?

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We were walking around with the minivan in the center of Barcelona, Oscar thought that if anyone was alive maybe we would signal to see a moving vehicle, but after circling for hours through the city streets, dodging cars in the middle of the road and zombies staggering towards them, crushing our moral and wasting gasoline ... If, when we realized the pilot was on reserve, apparently, who left this beautiful gray monster parked on the street as a good Samaritan, let the tank dry as the roe, so far we would not reach that pileup. The nerves surfaced and joined the demoralization of having lost a companion in front of our noses and not find anyone healthy throughout the city What the hell we were doing now? Do we sit down to eat our fill cured ham and then let them kill us? Damn this is shit! Somebody turn on the lights I want out of this movie! The joke has lasted too long and nobody laughing for hours! ...

I think every time I am more aware of what is happening ... more aware of the reality that surrounds us ... more aware of the mess we're stuck. We need a new car, or rather a new shelter because the sun will not last very long and can not sleep outside, luck does not last forever after all.

Finally we parked on a street overlooked, broken into a portal and downloaded some of the provisions for food. The would have downloaded all, but do not know if we stay too long or just tonight. If it's just tonight, we saved the bags up and down like an asshole, and if we stayed longer, we can always go down to collect the rest is going to mess up there. Machito

first upload the stairs clutching his weapon, to prevent said, although I think it is rather not have to pay the purchase. In any case, you'd better be careful, if so blithely continues to fire the ammunition does not last long and will have to find another hobby. After bursting the door of one of the floors of the 2 nd floor we put comfortable, I've cut a plate of ham (This to eat on plates will be a good news), Oscar has reinforced the portal to keep it from no building was rotten and Machito lying on the couch to smoke a whole pack of Marlboro Who gives a shit since the smoking ban? After dinner Machito's gone to sleep in the bedroom and Oscar and I have been talking a while, until the poor are left to fry on the couch.

I am left alone. Only in the silence of the ghost house in which I had not been invited. I've been around poking and stirring photos drawers, knowing that young couple who apparently could not they squaring up accounts to pay the mortgage, overheads, insurance that shit second hand peugeot blue and credit for home improvement, had rejected three requests extension to collect mortgage payments and 6 different targetas Real Estate. A pregnancy test had proved negative and a reel of your honeymoon that still had to put on the album. Problems no longer bother them more, minutiae of everyday life and not come back, difficulties an arrogant government believed to be at the height of the largest in Europe were not considered a priority for the citizens or have done something to fix. Policy. What matters to me hosts politics? I just want to go ahead with the workshop of my father and partying out on weekends to flirt with girls without complexes. Get laid here and there without any fox invite to dinner. How long have I I have an aunt to bed? How long ago?

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Day 5 Day 6 Day 4

After being surprised by that foul smelling, have been running about 5 minutes, by the way I've done with a hatchet that someone had kindly left on the floor for me to find, and we finally reached our destination: The supermarket. Really these things have destroyed more than half the world? I have not looked so hard to avoid the 12 pigs that we have crossed, and with assault weapons should have been easy enough to kill them.

To which we, the doors were closed, and the truth scares you enough to get to pick a lock while a pile of bodies wanting to eat your brain is moaned piteously you closer step by step (for them to become pathetic), but has maintained his composure Machito and has down to 5 with his gun. Oscar has busted the lock and the other mosso (someday I'll have to ask what it's called) simply has trembled like a leaf all the time. If I have to make a club, I think he will be the first to fall (If this were a movie you probably already have died). Inside the supermarket

found another zombie more, but macho is responsible for it (I think the guy starts to enjoy pulling the trigger). Can not say it was an example of order and that the catalog is too extensive, but at least we could give a good binge, I have personally used the milk was not yet expired and I have taken such good cereal with Honey I have been nice! I have also taken some coke and some chocolate for dessert. I dropped the soul to the ground to see that the pizzas were fully flower, but then I have seen ... the most beautiful view that you can show it takes days to a English-based soups over ... ham! Cured ham hanging from the wall! 7 awesome legs waiting for someone to pierce the tooth and thus enjoy the heavenly taste! I almost start to mourn for the emotion. We were all elated, we had enough food for several weeks, and also now know that not all shops had been looted.

However, when something seems too good to be true, it might be time to get up and go to work ... and that's more or less what happened to us. We can not carry all that food, we have no vehicle and the only safe haven that we know today is about 5 minutes of running. I have found it easy to avoid these things while you can run and maneuver, but carrying 30 kg or even pushing a shopping cart, things change a lot. It that the idea of coming here, the plan of how to do so. has been my thing. But the truth, at that time not thinking about the need to return. What can we do now?

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Day 7

the end we stuck it through the entrance gate and we spent the night at the supermarket. I never thought I'd say this, but I was more comfortable there locked in my cell, my private toilet, litter to choose from and a couple of blankets to warm. Now I'm curled up in a corner, covering my four cardboard boxes and using toilet paper as a pillow. But the worst is losing the tranquility of silence ... the peace that was breathed in my small cell, and at that time it seemed hopeless. Now gladly exchange these groans bland and such constant knocking against the bars of quiet anguish that it enjoyed at the station. But as my good Father said, at bedtime I'm a fucking rock, and I have not taken more than an hour's sleep, it would be able to sleep under the tracks of a freight train to pass every 20 minutes. Perhaps for that reason has cost them both awake.

Apparently, the pipiolos rotating guards have been doing all night, but when I had gone to call Machito, has set up such a fuss that have awakened everyone. As it was morning (they were about 6 and a half) and no one wanted to go back to sleep. We have to think way out of here, apparently because none of them want to go back to the station; The tapping still out there and through the gate you can see how they are crowding on the street waiting to come out. Yesterday I felt stupid the whole city came under these hordes, but then just had come to see a dozen and a half of the undead. Now something is taking over me, something which has taken the force of shake hands and make me whole body, which keeps watch what I say and my stomach. I notice my legs so fragile that a 12-year-old could throw me to the ground now, and do not understand why. They are just bodies. Brainless rotten people who wander from here to there, and I have not seen who can run. Any teddy zoo should be more dangerous in theory, but the stuffed animals do not attack you relentlessly and without any compassion, not raze cities or are insensitive to pain and amputation ... This is real, and I begin to realize it.

After a good couple of smacks of Machito (It has been to taste the asshole), he "awakened" my moment of autism and then I vomited everything I took dinner (lucky there is still milk and cereals) have forced me to react and I started thinking how to get out of here. But Oscar passed me as I swallowed my cereal. He has explained his idea and they all seemed good (minus the nerves, he wants to stay there until you leave). Therefore, the final decision is going to the store, make sure the back door is clear and pushing a shopping cart each to find a van that we can "steal" a small bridge. Not a great plan, one hundred thousand things can go wrong and are surrounded of those things (Van coming and coming ... it looks like shit never end), but the only plan we have, so that within a few hours we will get to work.

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already said it before, and cursed the time I said it. I did not like was not particularly good and helpful, but did not deserve to end like this ... "If I have to make a club, I think he will be the first to fall, those were my words and I never thought I could regret having said something as well. But do not cease to ring in my head like a fucking hammer blows. Poor guy ... Why stood there nose? ...

'd better explain everything. At first everything seemed in order, the warehouse door clear and no trace of such things. We began to move quickly pushing shopping carts and trying not to make, looking for a vehicle that could still work. A Smart here, a Ford Fiesta burned there, our goal was preferably a mono-volume or a van (for space and stuff) but we were given a maximum margin of 10 minutes in choosing a vehicle "decent" if not we saw zombies on the prowl (If you see them, take serious issue of the first car to have.) The downside is that apparently many people had had the happy idea of taking your car and pirarse of the city (Barcelona never seen so much room to park), but fortunately the end we saw a pretty decent single-volume and in good condition. I was parked right next to a playground (Some damn daddy model), gray and some stuffed animals in the rear. The first idea was shot bundling with locks and herding, but stopped Oscar Machito. "There's no stinking fence, let's try not to damage it too" may seem silly, but if possible would be a mobile shelter, you'd better keep it as full as possible right?

Oscar and I opened the car and started to unload while Machito Nerves and watched the arrival of stinky. When we had half the load, guards began to shoot. Distinguished Machito shots, deliberate and precise of Nerve, accelerated and insecure. "Hurry," cried the big boy us, and I told Oscar that I had just started while to load. I heard the roar of the engine, I noticed the car was shaking and I put the last bag in the trunk. "Let's get out!" I shouted while Oscar settled into the seat. We were safe, we had achieved. Why is this idiot started shouting? The damn fool Nerve emptied his pistol and began to drop like a maniac screaming "AAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAHHHH! "Still pulling the trigger even though I had no bullets in the magazine; Machito was sitting in the passenger seat and told me to tuck me in the back ... I was mad, not only moved the site and pointed his gun useless here and there, trying to shoot a bullet to exist dead bodies that are increasingly closer to us ... I opened the door and grabbed her waist to get him into the car, but he let out a scream of terror and hit me in the face. Then he ran away from the vehicle's safety with our voices calling to no avail. Went straight to the crowd of undead approaching. I could not believe what I was seeing, but those things just grabbed him and he was laughing hysterically ... leaving devour these things. One of them started pulling arm like a detachable toy. I stood there motionless, looking stunned the scene, not knowing if vomiting or rub my eyes to wake me up at once and go to work.

Oscar started the damn car and went away without looking back. I had to ask his fucking name, but that was when he was alive, now I do not give a shit.

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I did not think it would be so easy to convince pipiolos the police station, hoping that would be more authoritarian, but they seem to have very low morale after the disappearance of their "Big Brothers."

The thing was pretty good, first wait for daylight and then up to the roof with a ladder big enough, and from there we could see how many were in the street, and the truth, it struck me more than I thought ... everything was strange, the buildings remained impassive watching cars burned or simply waiting for a driver literally with open arms. People went from here to there, but not looking for something to do, nor someone to talk, not even a place to buy or drink ... no, just went from here to there. It was sinister, disturbing and distressing. How many "walkers" had? 50? "100? "1000? Is there anybody alive a part of us in all Barcelona?

Sorry, I strayed from the topic ... The next building was taller than the police station but was stuck with the ladder could reach it without problems. The bastards wanted me to come up first, but I said no weapon was not going anywhere just as could stop ... Luckily Oscar volunteered to raise it first, because one of the other two (Francisco, though I call "Machito") and was going to get violent. Indeed, at this point is not whether it matters much, but the cops who are with me say they prefer to call them "Moss" but I keep calling them pipiolos.

Shortly after that Oscar had risen, we hear a couple of shots Machito stared and then shoved me to go up while I was holding his gun, thought to face him, give him a good beating to learn, but just then Oscar leaned out and said everything was clear. We went up one after another until the building next door and saw a body lying on the ground ... his clothes were full of blood and was missing an arm. He had seen dead bodies before (when I worked driving an ambulance, especially on the roads in summer), but never saw one that stinks as this ... it was revolting.

Unfortunately, this is not the U.S., and the buildings have no exterior fire escapes and we could go down without waiting to find a zombie in the next landing, we had to enter the building and not made us any favor, but as they say in my village, the hosts lost to the river!

What's Inside The Nose

The descent to the street by the stairs of the building was not far from relaxed. Indeed, we found no walking corpse in it, was as clear as the cell in which I've been rotting for 2 weeks, but the anguish of not knowing what awaits you at the next landing at the lack of light, the rumbling sound holes throughout the step ladder either, beating and wailing coming from somewhere we have been vague at all on edge. I do not think that the thing is for both the truth, I could see much stuff, but from the roof seem rather clumsy and certainly very, very stupid. I do not understand how they could destroy an entire city, much less a guy as big as Machito handle can be as nervous as it seems.

is when Oscar has grabbed the doorknob and has received up to 3 ... "get ready to run" he said, and entered me such a chuckle that contain costs, but more or less what I tried. Has opened the door and the three cops have disappeared almost instantly in front of me ... I had never seen anyone so fast in high school was a guy who is into the 100m dash at 11'4 seconds, an impressive mark (The I think the world record is at 10 with something) because these 3 would have left behind for long. I proceeded at a brisk pace, not to stay too far back, but I was curious to know how were those things that frighten those three mossos fledged ... now I was the jerk who seemed to have seen the films of Romero. .. a group of 5 has left behind a burned van on the corner, staggering as puppets, and I thought throwing stones funny to see they did. That's when I noticed a sharp pain in the shoulder ... something I am imprisoned with such force that it appeared that the bone would break like a nut under the pressure of pliers. Do not know what to think or what do not even know what to scream .. Oh? "Huy? "Relief? "Hell? It seems incredible that of crap that happen to one in the head when he thinks he will die, many say they see his life passing before his eyes, but it is not true, just think of pointless nonsense that come to mind.

When at last I could react, I acted like any bar fight in which I've got forever, remembering my sensei Judo class and throwing my assailant over me with the help of the hip, and fuck like has flown ... has been printed from the curb with neck and a snap very particular told me that this idiot has broken his neck. The next thought that has crossed my mind was "Is not that luck has been a cogiera you hand and not your mouth?" Of course I am a lucky guy.

After watching half the shit I was "greeted" by the back, and I did not want to throw stones at anyone, and if running a lot. Specifically running after three types of uniform with pistols dangling from the hip.

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Day 3 Day 1 Day 2

I always believed that the cops were just jerks, but never thought they were idiots. Not much at least, or not as much as I have shown today.

As I said, 6 of them tried to leave the parking lot armed with shotguns and pistols, and for two days did not know anything about them. That means that either have left us hanging here or are now stumbling, drooling and looking for some victim to lie in their mouths. Well, the plan "Cool" in this bunch of inept: Exit the parking lot with 3 guns that are left, looking for a van and get out of here fuck out ... No one will see a fault in this plan? Damn! seems I'm the only one who has swallowed the saga of Romero ...

still think I have 3 hours before this bunch of rookies make them kill us ... I have an idea. Not too good, but it is better to get into the parking lot of the death with four lanterns and little more ... I'll talk to Oscar to see if I can support me.

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God, free at last! can not believe that I have had locked up so long with all that is happening ...

Update the situation: Spain is a hotbed of Zombies, how? no fucking idea, and I think at this point it does not matter. I was locked in that cell for disorderly conduct, assault on the authority, and blah, blah, blah (that's what it is bundling a host with an agent for a fine of shit) Anyway, that left me in this cell and one day I saw the cops were the same in the morning than at night (That's when they remembered to bring me food.) Little by little I have been making friends with Oscar, the rookie who always brings me food. Apparently when it got really ugly, they were trapped here and could not go to safe places (As he tells me the impression that I have left here in being able to take off) at the beginning were 9 cops, and now there are only 3. the other 6 caught all they had cut and tried to catch a van parking do you got? "Palmar in the attempt? Oscar has told me that two days ago not knowing anything about them, but the parking was full. The fact is that now I need, and have decided to let me out, that's something right?

I have said we have to get out of here as soon as it is a secure site, but we only have provisions for two or three days, I do not think that we are many options. The question is, how the hell do they think?