The
Statue of Liberty Team
Alexandria
De Fabiis - Team Leader
Paul
Burke - US Navy SEAL
Tom
Ryan - Assistant Manager at WGON
Nick
Davies - Technician at WGON
Finally we have stopped at a location that is now fortified and that is
We left our once normal lives at WGON
get
so out of control and that the hordes of undead would engulf WGON like a
sandwich.
Sometimes it seems like a dream. But
I realize that it is not.
Well
it was almost 8:00 PM when we left from our station in Harrisburg, PA.
Me,
2 work colleagues, and a friend of mine who is a Navy SEAL met up a little
before
the
undead attacked us. I was working when everything was going to hell. So was Tom,
one
of the WGON station managers, and Nick one of our technicians. We had been good
friends
over
the years and we figured it would be best to stick together in the station
during
all
of the craziness. About ten minutes to eight my friend Paul came in. Paul has
been
a
friend of mine for years and we were always there for each other. When he got to
the
door
the door man was giving him a hard time. I advanced and got him in. He
approached
me
and my companions and told us that he had an old Vietnam helicopter on the roof
and
that we should leave town while we can. He was right. Not more than five minutes
later
we
saw the undead creatures burst in through the WGON station doors and attack
whoever
was
in site. I saw some of my colleagues eaten and some that fled aimlessly. Tom,
Paul, Nick,
and
I ran and headed straight for the roof. There I saw this old, rusty pile of
metal
that
vaguely took the shape of a chopper. But Paul told me that not only he had the
idea
to
run out. The majority of the Navy base took choppers and jets and took off
leaving there
friends,
family, and comrades behind them.
We
flew for hours and we were low on fuel. I had fallen asleep for a few hours. It
had
been the only time I felt safe enough to sleep. When I awoke I couldn’t figure
out where I
was.
Then hearing the buzzing of the chopper blades I remembered and thought of all
the people
we
left behind to be devoured. I felt a million different things at once. I was
afraid for
us,
I was sad for all of my friends and family that I left, and I felt ashamed for
leaving
them.
As I was waking up Paul, who was flying the chopper told us that we would have
to
land
soon for fuel. We were hoping to find a place before that so we could relax. We
all needed
a
break.
It
was just after dawn and I could see the New York skyline. New York apparently
wasn’t
doing much better than Philly or anywhere else. We could see clouds of smoke in
the sky
from
fires. As we passed over Manhattan overhead we could see not just the undead
walking the
streets
and claiming it as there own, but we could see people rioting and looting
stores.
In
all of this how could these people be worried about getting a TV set or setting
a store on
fire?
It was disgusting. I couldn’t tell if all the bodies in the streets were from
the undead
attacking
or from the gang bangers or the looters shooting innocent people.
Not one of us said anything to each other, but we were all thinking the
same thing. This is the end for us all.
We
looked all over the city for a place to stay. And then, crossing over the Hudson
River
we
saw in the distance a green speck. We flew over to get a closer look. We then
found our now
safe
sanctuary. The one symbol of once was in our world. The Statue of Liberty. As we
flew
overhead
we could see zombies on the island. But we thought, if we get rid of this, there
cant
be
any more. We'll be on an island. We finally had a bit of luck.
We
looked for a good place to land. One that had a sparse number of the zombies so
we could get out and make a break for the statue. If we could get to her, we
could go to the top and hold up for a while. Then worry about cleaning the
island clean.
Paul,
who had brought quite an arsenal with him, told everyone to take a rifle. I
looked
next
to myself and saw a bag with about 15 rifles. The majority was M16's but there
was an occasional hunting rifle in the bag. We all grabbed a weapon and prepared
to land. As we lowered to the ground I could see the zombies approaching slowly.
I wanted to panic but I couldn’t.
We
had to protect each other.
As
soon as we landed, Paul hopped out. He then gave the signal for us all to run.
Tom leapt out followed by Nick and then me.
The gunfire would have been unbearable under normal circumstances, but it
was muffled out by the groans of the zombies, and the gunfire across the river
in Manhattan. We shot uncontrollably at the zombies as we ran for the door to
the statue.
My
aim wasn’t that great but that was the least on my mind. I just wanted to get
inside and be safe. Paul, who was breed for this, was even looking upset. We all
were scared.
Finally
we made it to the metal doors. Luckily they were unlocked but they had no
handles. We fought and fought to get the door open as the undead army
approached. It seemed like an eternity, but after a tug of war with the
door...it opened. We ran inside and slammed the door behind us. The huge metal
doors had big metal latches on them. Tom closed the locks. We were in, and safe
for now.
The
doors were definitely strong enough o hold of the zombies for a long time if not
forever. We sat down and decided it was time to relax.
It
was the next morning when I awoke. I could hear noises up the stairs leading to
Lady Liberty's Torch. I jumped up, grabbed my M16 and went to see what it was. I
couldn’t find anything then out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow. I
almost leapt out of my skin. Where were all my freinds, what was that shadow,
and what was I going to do?
As
I went to check out what the shadow was, it leapt out at me. I let out a loud
scream and began hitting it. It was a zombie! His face was ripped apart,
exposing his skull and he was missing a hand. I pushed it away and picked up my
gun. I aimed and went to shoot when a bullet pierced it head. I turned around to
see Paul behind me. I thanked him and we all decided to check out the rest of
the statue before anything else.
It
took us about 2 hours to check the entire building. We found 6 strays all
together.
After
we killed them all we climbed up to the top to look out the torch. As we looked
down we could see Manhattan in the distance, a few choppers that flew overhead,
who were probably deserters like us, and the zombies below us on the island.
As
long as we have the doors shut we should be all right for a while. We have a
restaurant in the building, but it won’t last for long. Eventually we will
have to go out and kill the zombies outside. Then we can get food from other
restaurants, and set up camp on the island.
But
for now we will stay inside, nice and safe.
That
is all for my report for now. Hopefully it will be received and we can bring an
end to all of this madness. The next time I report it should be all clear
outside, and we should have camp set up. I warn everyone out there to be careful
and try to protect yourself as best a possible. Do not underestimate these
creatures. They are dangerous and should be approached with caution. So until my
next report, stay safe and kill the bastards.
This is reporter Alexandria Defabiis signing of for now...