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The re-alive man’s name is Bob Hoskins. He was a banker, which I think means he made banks. I asked him this and he said it was more likely that he broke banks. He said that most people before the Happening said that banker was spelt with a silent W. But I don’t know what this meant. I just smiled and left him to get better.
I can hear him out loud in my ears, but I think I also hear him inside my head too. It’s strange.

The woman gave the re-alive man a squirty bottle and when I went outside to poke the cooking fire back into life, I could see a long line of deaders, one at a time, walking up to the re-alive man and getting a squirt up the nose.

There are thousands and millions. The line goes as far as I can see, which isn’t very far because of all the trees and stuff in the way.

After getting squirted they go and lie down in an empty field away from the building. The field is nearly full of deaders lying there panting. It’s strange to see them so still, and not clawing and biting.

The next day Bob went and re-squirted all of the ones lying in the field. The queue of deaders waits patiently as there is no more room in the field.

The crazy man just keeps boiling up the stones, called pills, that I popped out of packets and fills more squirty bottles. He says we’ll need more when there are more re-alive around to use them on the never-ending line of deaders.

When the first ones to be squirted sat up again, the woman and Eve walked up to Bob and he squirted them. They are lying in the field now with the others, panting away.

It’s a weird feeling, but I think that I’m going to be very busy soon with all of the re-alivers around.

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Posted by on 17 March in Zombie Philes


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The reaction was strange. The crazy man had a bottle of the new spray and opened the door to the deader he had sprayed the last stuff on. This time he squirted it straight up the deader’s nose and then ran out and shut the door again.

The deader stumbled around a bit then fell down. It is lying on the ground panting a lot and its eyes are rolled back in its head.

Eve and the woman are standing at the window watching now.

We’re all watching to see what happens. The deader just lies there and breathes really fast.

I don’t know what the woman will do to the crazy man if the deader re-dies. Perhaps that’s the point. I just don’t know enough about what’s going on.

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Posted by on 11 March in Zombie Philes


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It has taken four days now, but the deaders have started arriving with big brown boxes with WHO stamped on the side. I don’t think WHO will miss them much, or even who WHO is.

The crazy man was very excited and he made me start working straight away popping out more white stones out of round, silver packets, four from each silver packet.

He has boiled up a batch of the other yellow and white stones with these new ones and is waiting for it to cool.

In the meantime I’m off to see what the deaders have caught me for dinner.

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Posted by on 10 March in Zombie Philes


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The man wrote two things on a piece of paper today. I saw them and wrote them down. The first one, Oseltamivir, had a line through it. The other one said Zanamivir and had Relenza in brackets next to it.

These are crazy man words and I don’t know what they mean. I just wrote them down in case the paper was lost.

The woman went outside with the paper and then came back inside again to wait some more.

The crazy man just keeps boiling stuff and looking through the window at the deader he sprayed. Nothing has changed with the deader in the room. The woman threw in a dead squirrel for him today which he munched for a while and now just stands staring back at us through the window with blood and entrails all over his face and down his front.

The crazy man likes the deader even less now, if that was possible.

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Posted by on 6 March in Zombie Philes


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Three days ago the deaders started arriving with items from the man’s list. They keep coming now with more and more boxes of stuff. Most of it now is boxes of the rattley crinklys. I spend all day popping the yellow and white stones out of the silver side and dropping them into big buckets of boiling water.

My thumbs are sore.

I also have cooking duty to feed me and the crazy man. He eats automatically and doesn’t let anything stop him from working.

Today he filled a squirty bottle with liquid he had brewed and was about to spray Eve with it. The woman knocked the bottle out of his hand and stared at him. Next thing there was another deader in the room with us just standing there. The woman picked up the bottle and handed it back to the man, pushing Eve behind her and stared at the other deader.

I think the man got the message and sprayed the liquid at the other deader’s face instead. It just blinked at him and stood there. Nothing happened. The crazy man walked to an empty room and put the bottle in there and asked the woman to get the deader to go into the room. It shuffled into the room with the man which made him nervous. He quickly left the room and closed the door behind him.

We can see the deader just standing in the room behind the big windows.

The man has gone back to muttering and reading his books.

I’m hungry.

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Posted by on 4 March in Zombie Philes


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It’s been two days now. The crazy man just reads his books and eats the leftover goat. He seems much more alive now that when he first opened the door.

The woman and Eve have barely moved from their spot in the room. They did leave once though and they ate something that the other deaders had left at the door for them. When they came back Eve had blood around her mouth and on her teeth, but still just a girl with messy brown hair and a dirty floral dress on.

At last the crazy man said some things that made sense. He needed some more stuff. I don’t know what for, but he made me a list on a piece of paper. He is too afraid to leave the building, and told me he has never left since the Happening began.

The woman took the list off me and walked outside with it. I don’t know what happened, but after a few hours deaders started coming to the door with different things from the list. One had metal buckets, another one had squirty spray bottles, and another had a big, plastic container full of water which two of them had to carry. Three others came in with armloads of white boxes of stuff. Through the rest of the day deaders kept arriving with things from the list. As they did, the man, who stood inside the door at all times, watched in amazement as the deaders brought things, and he ticked them off the list.

At one point the man remembered something he had forgotten and wrote it down. The woman took a look and stared at him for a while. An hour later a deader arrived with a small red box with a yellow M on it. The man was very excited, and when he opened it there was a dead rat inside. I don’t think it was exactly what he was after though.

I’m leaving the man to his mad mutterings and getting some sleep now. I think the woman and Eve are happy with me as it seems what they wanted from the start is being done.

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Posted by on 1 March in Zombie Philes


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The goat was good. And I had more for breakfast this morning. The smell of it made the man come out of his hiding place and eat some too. He talked a little bit and was very scared of Eve and the woman.

When he finally took a look at the rattley, crinkly, he looked up at the woman with what appeared to be wonder and got very excited. He ran off with the rattley, crinkly in one hand and a piece of goat leg in the other. When he came back he had ditched the goat leg and had a pile of books instead.

He started reading the books out loud to himself. Most of the words I didn’t understand, but he was excited.

When he put the rattley, crinkly down I saw words on in black writing on the silver side and it looked like the word Tamiflu. I don’t know what that is, so I’m hoping the crazy man knows what to do with them.

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Posted by on 27 February in Zombie Philes


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