It’s been a week now and things have quieted down outside at last. For awhile there it was just constant bitching from the mutated zombie things while they searched for human flesh. It’s better now though, the things seem to erode in the sunlight and so they opt to stay indoors by some fucked up instinct I guess, which means there is even more zombies with me in my building but at least the walls absorb the sound for the most part and in general the zombies stopped their screaming.

My food supply of 3 weeks is gone now though…..my appetite has gone even more so into the extremes and it seems each day it’s getting worse, my metabolism has always been a monster but not to this extent, I hope I’m not going to become one of those things soon….that would suck. On a brighter side though during my daily workouts, which whether good or not I’ve been keeping up with, I have noticed that my body is getting stronger, my muscles more corded and my scars have all disappeared which was quite alarming at first but ehh. Also my headache is gone! Great news, great news! At least when I’m not hungry it’s gone…. In the morning before eating it’s always there gnawing my fucking mind away until I get something to eat.

For example right now it’s starting to rear it’s ugly mug near my eyes, spreading to the rest of my head making my arms flex and my hands clench, so fucking hungry. About time for me to explore other rooms I guess, heading to the door with my semi trusted bowie and my week old getup I get ready to open the door until I hear a grunt.

“RRRR!!!!”, unknown noise

CHRIST! Looking through the eyewhole I see a bunch of those creatures chilling around waiting for my ass to eat. The closest one that I just heard stairs me right in the eye…...it slowly approaches the eye hole looking curious….this thing, it’s great blue eyes reflect my own black eyes?! Since when were my eyes black, however before I can ponder the issue deeper the zombie takes action.

“eeeeEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!”, it screams with a huge fucking grin ending it’s alien calling.

It follows the scream with a great fucking head slam into my door, alerting all of the zombies in the vicinity where their next meal is. I stumble backwards from the door with my bowie knife in hand and my other hand holding the door in place. Once again the zombie slams its head and this time its whole body into the only thing separating me from them, leaving a crack big enough for it to jam its arm inside.

I quickly step forward and slash its arm over and over again, after about 20 seconds of trying to hit the same spot while it thrashes around I hear the sound of its arm hitting the ground. However just about this time the other zombies have made their way over and are trying to push through this now crowd of zombies to get a chance at sticking their own arm through the crack as if it would instantly grant them a meal, stupid fucking bastards. Looks like they're not the smartest bunch of undead.

Using this short break, I quickly get all the heavy furniture I can and shove it against the door, stopping them from getting in. Luckily these things have the strength below that of normal humans, makes sense since their rotting over time. Without any food they will naturally starve to death, and I won’t be too far behind I reckon at this point. I have no more food just water and i'm so fucking hungry. Usually I would be able to survive on water for a little at least but with my new stomach I don’t  know if I’ll last.

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Realizing my shitty situation to the fullest leaves me with my last resort that for some fucked up reason my brain thought of…...I’m already infected and I’m not getting any worse from being exposed to any of the airborne pathogens so I should be able to eat their flesh and be fine right? HAHAHAHAHAH fuck me.

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Okay I have retrieved the arm that I cut off and it seems fine, I mean it should be normal flesh right, you can eat people so everything’s good. I found some matches in a cupboard and started to roast the thing. My hunger is unfathomable at this point and so I look hungrily at this piece of  meat in front of me, it’s definitely not done cooking but I can’t control my hunger.

As I bite into the slab of meat I briefly notice a black substance had fallen from the meat while I cooked it, not bothering with thinking it through I continue chomping away…...SO FUCKING DELICIOUS!!!! Bite after bite after bite.

After about 20 seconds the entire thing has been jammed down inside me….ahhhhhHH!!! SO gOOOOD!!! HAHAHAHA! FInally my headache is retreating...but my hunger. It’s still there, I need to eat more….

I quickly raise my head to the zombies still shuffling around the door, their perfect food, just meat sticks walking around waiting for me to feed my appetite with.

I dive at the furniture I put in front of the door and quickly clear a small path for me to access the crack in the door, ripping it open farther allows for one of the things to stick half its body in.

I grab it’s head and twist, resulting in a clean popping sound, coming from, I assume, its spine. The body goes limp and I throw it near my custom made cooking station. After moving the furniture back in place I go to get ready to cook my next meal.

It’s a pregnant woman, probably around the age of 24, I didn’t notice this when I was grabbing her. But does it even matter? It's already dead and the thing inside is definitely dead as well.

I'm too hungry to care right now, it's dead and I'm alive, who gives a fuck about the moral debate trying to take the stage. At least this way her corpse will serve to keep someone else alive.

Ignoring my conscious I rip one of the arms off and cook it over the fire. And just like last time it's delicious and makes me feel full of vigor and boundless strength.

Strangely the best parts are the ones least cooked, and without even noticing it I am eating the body raw, bite after bite I consume this heaven sent package of pure bliss!!

An hour goes by and I'm almost all finished up. I closed my eyes when eating it hoping to lessen my disgust consuming the more nasty looking parts such as the internal organs. Why eat them you ask? Because I'm starving and it tastes so so so good! It makes me a little sad thinking how I must have ate the baby somewhere in there. But it was worth it! I feel like I have gained so much in strength.

But at the peak of my high I collapse, tired and physically drained I black out.