{"id":82,"date":"2016-01-10T04:13:46","date_gmt":"2016-01-10T04:13:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/?p=82"},"modified":"2016-01-21T04:14:14","modified_gmt":"2016-01-21T04:14:14","slug":"day-172","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/day-172\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 172"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>I wasn&#8217;t really trying to kill the dog, but that&#8217;s all that people are going to remember. \u00a0Brian the dog killer. \u00a0I was minding my own business as usual when the neighbors little yappy bitch starts barking again. \u00a0She&#8217;s not barking at anything that I can tell. \u00a0She&#8217;s just barking and it&#8217;s driving me crazy.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>See, the thing is, I can sleep standing up now. \u00a0I can sleep with a wooden stake rammed through my leg. \u00a0I could sleep through the dog barking if she would just keep fucking barking. \u00a0But she doesn&#8217;t. \u00a0What she does is bark enough for me to wake up. \u00a0She barks a couple more times to get me really awake, to make me wonder what the hell is out there that she&#8217;s barking at. \u00a0Then she stops. \u00a0I stay awake listening to nothing. \u00a0I slowly fall asleep again just in time for her to start back barking. \u00a0Goddammit, I want to kill that mutt. \u00a0It&#8217;s been like this all night for the past several nights.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Another thing is, it&#8217;s not like I wake up\u00a0immediately\u00a0when she starts barking. \u00a0It&#8217;s a gradual thing. \u00a0Being a zombie is weird. \u00a0Of course it&#8217;s weird, duh, but the best way I can explain it is like this. \u00a0I was reading one of Alan&#8217;s many unfinished novels and this one is about\u00a0werewolfs.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Mind you I don&#8217;t like to read any of Alan&#8217;s work because Alan sucks as a writer but I was on the toilet in his house and there was nothing else to read. \u00a0So out of the trash I pick up some stuff he has thrown away and there is this one part where the werewolf is trying to explain what it&#8217;s like to be a werewolf. \u00a0The werewolf explains that when he has transformed to full on werewolf and is attacking someone, it&#8217;s like he&#8217;s a small person trapped inside the head of this monster. \u00a0He can see out through the werewolfs eyes but it&#8217;s red and blurry. \u00a0He tries to control his body but it&#8217;s like he&#8217;s stuck in a big cube of red jello and all his movements feel like they&#8217;re pushing through this thick gelatonous goo. \u00a0He&#8217;s powerless.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>And I&#8217;m like wow, Alan, you don&#8217;t understand how close you got it to what it feels like to be a zombie. \u00a0See, to me, it&#8217;s exactly like I&#8217;m stuck right in the middle of a big 10ft by 10ft cube of red jello. \u00a0I&#8217;m supended in it. \u00a0Sound, light, everything is muffled and muted. \u00a0My movments are slow, but on top of that, if I were to be sound asleep and someone walked by and touched the edge of the jello, that movment would slowly ripple through the jello and reach me. \u00a0It&#8217;s like a sixth sense. \u00a0It works through walls and doors. \u00a0That&#8217;s how I could tell Alex was behind the bedroom door that night with a baseball bat. \u00a0The red jello told me.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>So when this dog barks, those barks hit the jello first and start rippling. \u00a0The more she barks the more it ripples down to me so that I cannot ignore it. \u00a0It keeps rippling long after she stops barking.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>That bitches bark rocks me all night long. \u00a0So finally I can&#8217;t take it. \u00a0I&#8217;ve spoken to the owners about her and they did nothing so now I have to. \u00a0 I wait till everyone is asleep and sneak over there. \u00a0I try to catch the dog and I&#8217;m not gonna kill it or hurt it, I&#8217;m just gonna take it far, far away and let it go.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>But as I&#8217;m sneaking into their yard, I get this crazy idea. \u00a0What if I bite it? \u00a0Will it become zombified like me? \u00a0Not that I want it to die, but it would be pretty dang cool to have a zombie dog that wouldn&#8217;t be afraid of me. \u00a0So I&#8217;m thinking I might bite it, but it doesn&#8217;t matter if I wanted to because the goddamned mongrel is way to fast for me. And she&#8217;s not scared. \u00a0She thinks we&#8217;re playing. \u00a0She keeps running away from me, but not really running.. More like barely trotting and we just keep going around in circles in this little suburban backyard.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>And the owners had a security system back there and now they&#8217;ve uploaded that stupid video of me being run to death by a little heelbiter and everyone is having a good laugh. \u00a0The stupid zombie man trying to eat a dog. I&#8217;m not chinese. \u00a0Wtf. \u00a0I asked them to take it down but they laughed some more. \u00a0Laugh, laugh, laugh.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>When it gets close, \u00a0when it gets almost time for me to change into my final form, whatever it is, you know the zombie I&#8217;ll never come back from, I&#8217;m going to visit their bedroom and shove that camera up their asses. \u00a0And I will laugh. \u00a0I will laugh their asses off.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wasn&#8217;t really trying to kill the dog, but that&#8217;s all that people are going to remember. \u00a0Brian the dog killer. \u00a0I was minding my own business as usual when the neighbors little yappy bitch starts barking again. \u00a0She&#8217;s not barking at anything that I can tell. \u00a0She&#8217;s just barking and it&#8217;s driving me crazy. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/day-172\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Day 172<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-82","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p77Qd5-1k","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/82","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=82"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/82\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":83,"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/82\/revisions\/83"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=82"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=82"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alanwells.com\/zombieman\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=82"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}