My name is Alex Mathews. One year ago
today, the Kharon Outbreak began and spread around the globe in a miraculous
eight days. Those infected with the fatal virus had their corpses reanimate in
what can only be described as “zombies.”
For the last year, I (along with a
group of survivors) have lived barricaded inside a grocery store ten miles from
my childhood home. Our goal was to outlast the zombies while their
flesh-and-bone bodies succumbed to rot. I spent this year with my father, Ryan
Mathews, as we learned how to adapt and survive in this post-apocalyptic world.
He broadcasted an on-line blog during our time within the grocery store to be a
record of our time and hopefully a survival manual for those outside the
contagion zones.
For reasons that I cannot explain, I
am immune to the Kharon Virus. We discovered this only after I was bitten and
the virus refused to take hold in my body. Unfortunately, I must get this
immunity from my mom because in an effort to get me to the government, my dad
was bit and succumbed to the virus. In his dying words, he begged me to get to
the government because he believed that I – and others like me – would be the
puzzle piece needed to break this thing.
We have arrived in Oklahoma City and
found the military. So now we are waiting to see just what the next move is.
My father’s blog was his legacy. I
have chosen to take up where he left off. This is the voice of the survivors.
This is the voice of the resistance. We are still here. We are still alive.
And Year Two of the Zombie Apocalypse
begins tomorrow…
