A Sticky Situation May 21, 2010 at 2:14 pm
Now that we’re on the move, the ammo has been draining fast. It’s like I’m a fucking shit-magnet. Three separate hordes in the past two days alone. Food is running out, ammo is finite, sleep is a distant memory…but plenty of Zombies! That should even everything out, right?
All sarcasm aside, we found another survivor. I think his name is Steve or Sam or something like that. We all call him Sticky.
So we stop at a gas station just off I-75 around Valdosta, and as we’re checking the joint for supplies and such…here comes Sticky. I swear he scared the shit outta Johnny and me. The guy had (and still has) black tar slathered all over his clothes. I mean from head to toe. Guy thinks it keeps the zombies away.
“Man, I’m telling you, it screws with their senses. They ain’t used to no tar when they be looking for fleshies. Mock me now but I swear, I ain’t seen a ghoul in days. This is my zombie cloak. You all best get it good and on ya ‘fore they pick up yer scent.”
This guy cracks me up just by talking to him. A little paranoid, but lets face it, the paranoid ones are pretty much all that’s left. I guess you can’t be too safe. Not saying I’m gonna go bathe in tar, but i like him. Sticky is kind of a klutz, though. If he makes it a week without a scratch, I’ll try the tar.
Johnny and Sticky are two peas in a pod. Or I should say, Johnny likes Sticky. This morning Johnny went over to Sticky while he was sleeping, grabbed his shoulders and pretended to bite him. Sticky nearly shit himself when he felt the bite. I’m surprised we didn’t have a handful of ghouls on us, he screams louder than any girl I’ve ever met. And he nearly blew Johnny’s head off in the process. Not something I’d do to a guy I just met in all this shit, but I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes. I can’t remember the last time I had something to really laugh about.
On a technical note, the Desert Eagle has saved my ass over the SMG’s tenfold. It all boils down to accuracy and stopping power. The SMG’s use too much ammo; they’re spray ‘n’ pray guns. The single shots are treated with more precision, hence less ammo is wasted and a headshot is more likely.
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