
The Walking Dead is currently my favorite comic series being published on a monthly basis. The series as of this blog post is on issue #62 that is roughly a 5 year run. Which is really impressive for an independent comic. The author, Robert Kirkman, must be doing something right.
The series follows the story of a group of survivors living in a world stricken by a zombie apocalypse. These survivors face every possible threat you can image from near starvation too attempting to find safety from the zombie threat. Kirman tells their tale in such a way I often feel my heart racing as I read. The characters are so well written they come to life and you will feel saddened when one of them pass. Which eventually happens to everyone in this terrifying world.
I am somewhat biased when it comes to stories related to a zombie threat. It goes back to when I was about 8 years of age. I was staying at my uncles house and I watched the remake of Night of the Living Dead. The movie terrified me. This is one of my earliest memories of being frightened by a movie. Ever since then I have been fascinated by zombie movies, good or bad.
I rarely remember my dreams but I have two reoccurring zombie dreams that I remember vividly. The first scenario includes me and an ever changing cast of friends. The friends in the dream at the time are usually ones with I have recently spent time with. I only have one friend who is always in this scenario. He always dies at the end, in the same manner, right before I awake. He dies sacrificing his life to save everyone else. The second scenario includes me and my current romantic interest. It usually ends in the same manner as well. We are cornered in a stairwell of an abandoned office building. All I have is a revolver with six bullets. The women I am with is injured and unable to walk on her own. The zombies start to surround us. I frantically fire five shots but realize my efforts are futile. I turn to the women with me and I give her one last kiss. Then with my last bullet, I shoot her in the head so that her death will be quick and so she will not transform into a zombie. I soon awake from my dream right before I am engulfed in a horde of zombies who wish to devour me.
I suppose thats how I know I am really digging a girl. She shows up in my zombie dream....