• I walked along the country road to my colorado home in silence. With each step my head got heavier, with each step i seemed to feel more cold than I already was. I knew I was dying, but I had nothing left to do but walk. More blood droplets fell to the ground. You're probably wondering "What happened to you, Marissa?" or "Why don't you go get help?". Well, the answer to both of those questions is I got bit by a zombie.

    To be continued....