Just before midnight there was an explosion downstairs and everyone with a weapon grouped together, ready to face the new onslaught. There was shuffling, moan and then… nothing. We waited a long time before someone got brave enough to check things out. The zombies were gone, just gone…
I checked the sky and it was back to normal as well. For as far as we could see the story was the same – the walking dead had just disappeared, though no one had happened to see it happen. Some of the people are babbling about religion and such; I’m not sure – I heard talk about alternate worlds and government cover-ups and I wouldn’t bet on Them truly being gone.
But they aren’t here now, and that’s what truly matters. I’m going to secure my room tonight, just in case, and go looking for more survivors tomorrow. Not sure I can get to sleep after what I’ve seen though.
(So ends the Salt Lake City Zombie Apocalypse.)