The third day has come to its end. November the 2nd , 2011 as I expected it has become harder for humans to make their way. About 71% of the humans are now zombies. It was the hardest day yet. I woke up this time as I should to go receive the news of my missions. I wasn’t going to fall behind this time again. The days are always empty; the zombies never seem to be around in the mornings. So it was peaceful and worries. I need to be out in the courtyards for one of my classes. The freshman carnival, the place was swamped with zombies. I knew if I had my band on they would Shirley catch me. I wasn’t afraid, for I wasn’t in the world for the moment. All that time before the mission was smooth and comfortable. My guard didn’t need to be up. I was safe. I didn’t know what was going to be the outcome of the mission. I expected it to be difficult but not a big failure as it turned out to be. The mission began and mesquite hall at 2:25pm there was barely any humans left. Our mission was to escort a moderator to a location. It was her pace and her route. All we needed to do was protect her. We made it to the first point. Only one zombie crossed our path. We felt superior, we spoke to soon. The second spot, it was a massacre. The location was surrounded by more than 60 zombies, we were outnumbered. We were trapped like mice. Only a few made it out. I was lucky for a long while after we were ambushed; I got trapped with 3 other humans in the library. I felt hopeless, the zombies took it to their advantage and tried making a deal with us: One human for the other two to be set free and get away. I didn’t trust them, I tried talking sense to the other two humans, but they wouldn’t listen. I grew frustrated and impatient. We were there for along a while. One of the zombie aka tiger he was once a good zombie fighter but got caught that very morning. He was trying to help us escape, but he was the enemy who could I trust? I started believing they won. Until a man in a cow boy hat came straddling in. the first thing he said “you got to love those red necks in those zombie movies, because they want to survive.” I never caught this stranger’s name but he informed he was here to help. He loves messing with zombies. he was planning on distracting them for us to make a run for it. I had hoped once again. We had a good zombie and a black hat stranger to help us it felt possible. The 3 of us humans we fought with our weapons. We stunned the zombies. My friend Allan he got away first. I took it as an advantage to make a run for it. Full speed ahead no one could catch me. I was later informed that the 3rd guy made it out as well. I will never know how we got out and got away, but I was glad. I ended up in the sub, trust me it wasn’t easy. Zombies waited 3 were after me but luckily a human was waiting two he stunned two , enough for me to make it in. I stayed there all through the Natalie concert. I didn’t go to the 6 30 mission because it was going to be the same. I waited by the widow to watch the zombies mission play out. The numbers were shocking more than 60 were running outside. it was scary, for later the only humans left were no more than 30. I don’t know how tomorrow the 4th day will be. All I know is that one of the zombie missions will be revival. They will escort a moderator and if they make it they will turn back into humans. All we must do as the humans is not attack. I believe that the fear will be to great not to, for some zombies wish t remain superior over the human race.
Editor’s Note: Josette Adame is a writer for the South Texan. She is also participating in the Humans vs. Zombies competition at Texas A&M University – Kingsville. There are over 150 participants in the competition. As the competition progresses, Adame will give a first person account, raw and unedited in the spirit of desperation, of her journey as a human trying to avoid the Zombies. If caught, she will write as a Zombie.