it was a shitty day, overcast, and i was in Los Angeles, selling humboldt county pot. i was making a killing just selling to random people on the street. then i met this guy, seemed nice enough. he wanted a dime bag, and i produced the bag. he produced a knife, requesting all of my money and pot. im not stupid, and that knife looked damn sharp, so i did the whole “what the hell is that?!?”, and bolted like a scared bunny. he chased me, for what felt like five miles (probably only half a mile) before i was able to ditch the creep by hiding in a dumpster in an alley. after just laying there for what i guess was about fourty five minutes, i climbed out to find myself in one shitty neiborhood, and utterly lost. the sun was starting to look like it was going to go down soon, so i started walking, hoping to see a landmark i recognized. thats when i saw the homeless man. he was laying on the ground making a grunt/gurgling sound, so i went to see if he had been shot. this information would tell me what kind of neiborhood i was in. as i approached him, he turned to face me, and i froze in fear. it looked like he had eaten his own bottom lip and a couple fingers on his right hand looked like they had been ripped off. at this sight, i suddenly shouted “what the fuck?!?” which caught the attention of a middle aged woman, who came running from inside a building. (i have a feeling that she was new to those parts.) she went up so him and said a few profane words, then went to help him up. i yelled “dont! stay back away from-” it was too late. he lunged out with a speed that would rival the strike of a cobra, and ripped a gigantic chunk from her chest. she let out a scream that i can’t even begin to describe, and, to this day, it eats at my mind and soul, but i ran. no, i sprinted. i didn’t stop until i somehow, by the grace of god, made it back to hollywood. i found the hotel room, and told my friend all about it through teary eyes. he called me a liar. told me to stop sniffling. a day and a half later, i saw on the news that a “gang war” had erupted leaving everyone involved dead. a total of seventeen. i recognised the buildings. it was the same area that i had been in. i know what happened, and i never used to believe, but now i do. zombies are amoung us.
Credit To: Micheal Thomas