Survive a Zombie Apocalypse: 7 Exciting Ways from the Book!

How to Create Your own Zombie Apocalypse

How to Create Your own Zombie ApocalypseIn the ordinary hustle of life, where each day looks the same as the one before, the heart yearns for something extraordinary. An extraordinary encounter, a whirlwind adventure, or maybe even a Zombie Apocalypse. For Karl, a hardcore video game enthusiast, life was about more than just surviving each day; it was about creating his own Zombie Apocalypse, turning his digital escapades into a tangible reality. His every waking hour was fueled by this burning desire, the hunger to paint the real world in the colors of his zombie-filled fantasies.

Life at home with his 22-year-old stepmother was unexciting, bordering on uninspiring. But even within the confines of a reality that seemed determined to keep him caged in mundanity, Karl dreamt of the undead. Of unsteady groans echoing in the silence of the night, of cold eyes devoid of life, and of the thrilling hunt for survival. The idea of creating his own Zombie Apocalypse wasn’t a gruesome nightmare for Karl; it was a dream he chased with unwavering determination.

For many, the Zombie Apocalypse is nothing more than a thrilling storyline in popular video games or blockbuster movies. But for Karl, it was a purpose, an escape from his ordinary life into a world filled with excitement, danger, and the ultimate test of survival. He yearned to experience the thrill of a zombie chase in the real world, to test the skills he’d honed over countless hours of gameplay, and to stand triumphant in a battle against the undead.

Then came a moment that forever altered the course of his life. A brush with death that brought Karl face-to-face with his mortality, forcing him to look beyond the façade of his everyday life. He was no longer a passive observer, playing out survival scenarios from the safety of his console. Instead, he found himself standing on the precipice of a reality that blurred the line between his digital adventures and the life he lived.

His dream of a real-life Zombie Apocalypse was no longer a far-fetched theory. It was a possibility. The transformation from speculation to realization was swift and disorienting. The question of ‘how’ was no longer a hurdle. The answer was right there, within his grasp, and all that was left was to set the gears in motion.

Are you ready to dive into a world where the digital and the physical collide in a symphony of suspense and terror? Can you bear the adrenaline rush, the frantic heartbeat, and the chilling fear as you navigate through a world teetering on the brink of a Zombie Apocalypse? Join Karl on his extraordinary journey as he sets forth to turn his dream into reality, changing not only his life but the lives of those around him and potentially, the entire world.

How to Survive a Zombie Apocalypse

  1. Strategic Planning: Have a well-thought-out escape plan and a backup for various situations. Know the fastest routes out of your city, where to find resources, and potential safe havens.
  2. Resource Management: Ensure you have ample supply of non-perishable food, water, medical kits, and other essential items. Learn how to ration supplies for long-term survival.
  3. Physical Fitness: Stay in good physical shape as running, climbing, and defending yourself are crucial to survive in a zombie apocalypse.
  4. Weapons Training: Understand how to use various weapons effectively, not just guns but also silent weapons like crossbows or blades to avoid attracting more zombies with noise.
  5. Survival Skills: Master basic survival skills like building a fire, foraging for food, purifying water, and providing first aid.
  6. Team Work: Building and maintaining a team can significantly increase your chances of survival. Trust and cooperation among the group can offer protection and diversified skills.
  7. Mental Strength: Stay mentally strong to handle the psychological stress of a zombie apocalypse. Coping mechanisms, problem-solving skills, and maintaining hope can often be the key to survival.

How to Create Your Own Zombie Apocalypse

Purchase your copy of ‘How to Create Your Own Zombie Apocalypse’ now and immerse yourself in a tale so thrilling and suspenseful, it will have you questioning the boundaries of reality. Can Karl pull it off, or will he fall in the face of the undead? There’s only one way to find out. Step into the apocalypse and brace yourself for the unimaginable. This isn’t just a game anymore. This is life – thrilling, terrifying, and utterly unpredictable.

Purchase on Amazon

Takeaways: In the realm of fiction, ‘How to Create Your Own Zombie Apocalypse’ stands as an electrifying testament to the power of imagination, the allure of danger, and the undeniable thrill of stepping beyond the boundaries of reality. Through Karl’s incredible journey, we’re reminded of the sheer exhilarity that life can offer when we dare to dream beyond our circumstances and pursue our wildest fantasies. As you turn the final page, you’re left with a pulse-pounding excitement and a thought-provoking question: What’s your Zombie Apocalypse, and how far will you go to make it real?

Excerpt – Meet Death

I stopped, standing still, straining my senses, remaining motionless, and tried to understand the perception of wrongness. I expanded my senses out in all directions but couldn’t narrow it down to more than the feeling that something felt wrong. No, I got a little bit more than that – something was going to happen. Something terrible.

The perception faded, and I stood still a few moments longer, wondering if it would return. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and shrugged, no matter.

What will be will be, I thought.

My journey continued, and I passed hundreds of dilapidated buildings with smashed windows and bars covering every opening. Soon I arrived at the doorstep of a crack house, gliding straight through the closed door. Invisible, I slid past a dozen oblivious drug addicts as they lay prone in different positions, scattered around what used to be a living room. Within a short time, I crossed into a bedroom where six more drug users were lying on the floor in assorted states of unconsciousness. My eyes focused on a young woman, Tina, seventeen years old, only seconds from death.

I watched as her body failed and her eyes glazed over. Silently, without intervening, I observed the process and waited for the exact right moment when the body died, and beyond the possibility of resuscitation.

A few more minutes passed. Tina’s heart stopped beating, and her brain died from lack of oxygen. At that moment, the time when the flesh died, I reached into her body, through the skin and muscle, and into the heart.

I frowned. It wasn’t there. No matter, she had to be here somewhere, inside her body. I continued searching, moving my hands around through the dying organs. Inside her liver? Nope. Spleen? No. Hmmm. Where was she hiding? Ah, yes, here, in the intestines.

Wrapping my hand around her, I pulled, and a small, dim ball of light flowed out of the body. Tina resisted, trying to move away. Whispering soothing sounds, I lifted her up body and held her in the air. Slowly Tina became calm and accepting of her fate.

“Who are you,” she asked.

“Who I am doesn’t matter,” I replied. “What I am doing is helping you on your way.”

“I want to die.”

“Your body has died, but you cannot. It is not possible. You move on to a new life.”

“But I there is so much pain…”

“You can’t feel pain.”

“Not physical pain. Life. Really, life is not fair.”

“I understand. What I can do is help you on your way to the next part of your journey.”

“Who are you?”

“Shhhhh,” I soothed. “Quiet. It is time for us to go. The wheel turns, and you will soon move into a new life. You’ll be a baby inside of a womb, and hopefully, in this new life, you can do better than you did before.”

Gently I stroked Tina and placed her inside of a small pouch hanging from my belt. She resisted for a moment, then gave in and flowed into the black bag.

Ah, I thought. I hope you do better the next time.

I frowned, again perceiving a vague sense of wrongness. I finished calming Tina, and stood perfectly still, expanding my perceptions in all directions. Even so, I couldn’t pinpoint the location or determine anything more the existence of a maliciousness.

I shrugged. It’s not like it matters. Nothing can hurt me. There is not a force in the entire multiverse, not even the creator, that could cause me harm.

Time to go. More spirits needed help on their journey. As always, my focus remained on locating every person close to death. Here a man laid in a hospital bed, the flat line on the monitor next to him indicating his heart had stopped. A few blocks away, a drug addict died from an overdose of methamphetamine, and in a nursing home across town, a ninety-two-year-old man slipped, fell, and the life drained from him.

I see these events occurring, all over the planet, for the millions of people dying each day. It is my mission to visit each of them, every single person without fail, to collect their souls, storing them all inside my pouch. Later, I will hand those spirits over to Fate, who spins her web, to guide them to wombs, where they will inhabit fetuses, to be born and live new lives with new identities.

Still, the wrongness persisted. It troubled me, and I felt something was about to occur, and I didn’t think it was going to be good.

To Continue Reading, Purchase this eBook for your Kindle on Amazon

Purchase on Amazon

Richard Lowe
Notify of
1 Comment
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments