text: THURSDAY
  
  "... your family will feel right at home in one of our... "
  
  "Agh, shut the hell up." You instinctively groan at the Ground Zero ad. You call out for Donna to turn her tv off, but considering she doesn't, you assume that she must not be here.
  
  You look around for your phone to check the time, but you can't find it. You can only assume that you dropped or misplaced it somewhere. Hardly matters, you don't have too many people to contact anymore at this point. Your relationship with Bobby is over. Julie's probably dead and who the hell knows what's happened to the rest of your family in town. It isn't like you need to call anyone or anyone needs to call you. You're more pissed about your laptop, which apparently somehow caught a bullet during the mayhem yesterday. So much for keeping up on what might be going on in the world.
  
  In any case there's a clock in the trailer and the time indicates that you've slept through the morning as usual. Weird, since you fell asleep fairly early. You wonder where the hell Donna could've went to, but you're guessing she might be with her friend Tina.
  
  After turning the TV off in Donna's room, all you're left with is the noise that's going on outside. Sounds like the good ol' boys are still at it. You take a look out one of your windows and see several men in the field taking apart the military trucks, or rather severely altering them. It almost looks like they're going to build a whole new vehicle out of them or something.
  
  Since there isn't anyway to entertain yourself with your laptop being shot up, you aren't in the mood to watch Ground Zero infomercials, and you don't want to risk the possibility of Donna suddenly walking in on you with your vibrating boyfriend (Thankfully nothing happened to that form of entertainment, though you do worry about batteries for the future) your only option is to head outside and try to find Donna or find something productive to do. You never thought such a day would come where you'd be leaving the comfort of a couch to potentially do some work, but here you are.
  
  After going through your routine of washing up and changing clothes, you decide to take the rifle and pistol with you, just in case.
  
  You exit the trailer and head on over to Tina's place.
  
  You knock on the trailer door and hardly recognize Tina without all her makeup on. Not that she's ugly, in fact she's actually less trashy looking without it on.
  
  "What the fuck do you want blondie?" Tina asks.
  "Um, is Donna here?"
  "No, she's not fucking here. Try a few trailers over, I think she took a shine to Jimmy Ray and is over there."
  "Oh. Okay then." You say.
  "If you see her, tell her, she better not be distractin' him all fucking day with her pussy, cause Mel wants him to be workin' on somethin'. I dunno what, exactly, but I don't wanna have to listen to him bitch to me about it."
  "Got it." You answer and begin to leave, but Tina calls out to you.
  
  "Hey, you ain't after, Mel's dick are ya?" Tina asks which completely catches you off guard.
  "What?"
  "He told me yesterday, you and he spoke and said you were sweet on him and he had to tell you to stop flirting so much."
  
  Tina looks at you as if she's detecting if you're going to lie to her, but you have no intention of doing so since you're defending yourself from a horrible lie!
  
  "Uh, with no disrespect, but Mel is NOT my type and I did not flirt with him." You answer.
  "See, I knew that bastard was delusional. I didn't even believe him when he told me that shit. Any retard can tell that a girl like you would have nothing to do with the likes of him in that way." Tina says.
  "Did I do something that he could've mistaken for flirting?
  "Yeah, you were talking to him. He probably told all his friends that you were flirting with him. Hell, he might've even said he fucked you, but he tends to keep his tall tales a little more realistic nowadays. Whatever, he's getting old and likes to think he's still some sort of chick magnet. Still, I love the sonofabitch despite everything."
  
  As you're about to finish your illuminating conversation with Tina, you suddenly hear gunshots and yelling.
  
  "Oh shit!" you say believing that the military has returned already.
  
  Several of the trailer park crew start running towards the noise with weapons in hand. Tina calls out to a skinny one who looks like methhead.
  
  "Hey! Hey Dan, what the fuck's goin' on?" Tina shouts
  "A bunch of fuckin' zombies or some shit are attackin' us! Mel's called almost everyone to defend the east and south part of the park. Looks like a shitload of them are comin' from town!"
  "Wait, did you just say fuckin' zombies?" Tina asks.
  "Yeah. I mean shit, I dunno what they are, I just know Bobby Ray got all bit up by one of them. Maybe they're just cannibals or high on bath salts. Remember like that one time I... "
  "Dan, whatever! Just go! Go! Go! And you, get inside here, quick!" Tina says waving away Dan who continues to his destination.
  "But I gotta find my sister." You remark
  "She's probably safe with Jimmy Ray."
  "Didn't Dan say he just got bit by zombies?"
  "That was Bobby Ray! Now get yer ass in here, we'll bar the door and hunker down inside here until Mel and the boys take care of this."
  
  You're not going to leave your sister's potential fate in the hands of some redneck who you know nothing about though. You're going to make the effort to at least find her; besides, you'd rather not barricade yourself in anywhere unless you have to.
  
  "Where is Jimmy's trailer again?!" you ask.
  "You're a damn idiot blondie. (sigh) it's more towards the entrance and has a badly spray painted picture of a naked woman on the side of it. I suggest you get a move on." Tina says and slams her door shut.
  
  You follow the advice and start heading towards your new destination, which has considerably more gunfire and shouting coming from that direction. You feel like you're in one of those video games that you played on your computer sometimes, except this is unfortunately very real.
  
  With your rifle held in front of you the whole time, you continue to move at a quick yet cautious rate. You keep half expecting one of those freaks to suddenly jump out at you every time you pass one of the trailers. You catch a glance of people peeping out their windows of said trailers, sometimes you hear one of them shouting at you to "find some damn shelter."
  
  Eventually you hear a voice calling at you from above.
  
  "Hey blondie, what the hell are you doing down there?" you look up and see a shirtless young man with a shotgun standing on top of the trailer.
  
  "Suzy?! What the hell are you doing?!" another voice shouts, but this one is coming from inside the trailer. Sounds like Donna.
  
  You glance back down and look at the trailer itself and notice that this is the one you've been looking for. You're guessing that's Jimmy Ray standing on top of his trailer. You can sort of see Donna going for a guy like him. He's got a rugged handsome look rather than a grizzled, unkept or outright disgusting appearance that some of the other guys around here have.
  
  "Donna?! I was looking for you, that's what I'm doing out here." You say while swiveling your head in several directions to keep an eye on your surroundings.
  "Well now you've found me, now get inside!" Donna shouts and starts to open up the door.
  "Donna, don't leave that door open too long, I'm watching the main fighting at the front of the park and it's not looking good. The east side is doing better though."
  "Aren't you suppose to be helping Mel?" you ask.
  "Pfft, yeah right. I mean I don't hate him or anything, but I'm not riskin' my life for that asshole. Oh fuck! More of them are getting through, and I mean a shitload! Get your asses inside!" Jimmy Ray shouts and starts aiming his shotgun.
  
  You look and see a couple of the... things Dan was talking about. This is insane. Here you were worrying about the military and some unexpected threat like... zombies shows up? They can't be zombies, they just can't!
  
  Whatever they are, four of them are flailing about wildly and growling. They notice you and begin loping at you. The mere sight of them is troubling, but you quickly point your rifle at them and start firing.
  
  Jimmy's shotgun gets one of them in the leg which he then shoots again in the body. Another gets its head blown off. You use up the remainder of the clip to kill the two remaining. One of them didn't even drop down dead until he almost reached you. They don't look rotten (though they do look dirty and disheveled... which isn't unlike some of the hillbillies here) and you didn't even shoot one in the head, so while they may NOT be zombies, they're certainly inhuman enough for you to be scared. (Some sort of sickness perhaps?)
  
  Meanwhile Donna's at the door and calling to you. You see now that she's not wearing her own clothes, but rather a robe of some sort. Certainly not hers.
  
  "Suzy, please! Get inside NOW!" she shouts as more of those things come running in your direction.
  "Goddamn it, the pair of you need to get inside!" Jimmy shouts as he snaps off another shot.
  
  While the freaks are definitely advancing, they're also splitting up to attack several trailers. You wonder if you shouldn't just get Donna and make your way out of here since it looks like this place is going to be overrun.
  > run away
  This is different than the police or the military, these things are mindless, possibly crawling with disease and seemingly without end, you really do need to get out of here!
  
  "Donna, get the hell out of there! These things are gonna overrun the place!" you shout and begin pulling at her arm.
  "Wha... Suzy, lemme go! It's not safe out there!" Donna says attempting to pull away from your grip.
  
  Jimmy Ray is doing his best at blasting the cannibal freaks, but he's not exactly using the quickest of weapons and those things are definitely picking up their own speed.
  
  "OH MY GOD! SUZY!" Donna exclaims pulling away just in time for one of those things to suddenly lunge upon you which you don't see due to it jumping on your back and tackling you to the ground.
  
  You hear snarling and gnashing in your ear and somewhere between that, you hear Jimmy Ray yelling at Donna to lock the front door.
  
  The next thing you hear is the crunching sound of teeth going into your flesh. You cry out, but the freak is placing all its weight upon you, preventing you from struggling too much. With your face in the dirt and blood spurting out of your neck you're not going too far, though when you're partially hit with buckshot from Jimmy Ray's shotgun you're at least put out of your misery from the thing eating you alive.