Name: Daniel Esteban Zapata
Date of Birth: January 12th 1993
Date of Death: May 11th 2015
Place of Death: Santa Bárbara, Antioquia - Colombia, South America
Cause of Death: Head trauma due to penetrating firearm projectile. Evidence suggest the lesion was self inflicted.
State: Deceased, not infected.
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Saturday, June 13, 2015
Friday, May 8, 2015
Monsters
DZ - Colombia
La Pintada was a small town. It used to be a place where families went on the weekends to get some rest, to swim in the pools while the refreshing winds softened the burning touch of the sun. But it also was halfway along the way to the coffee growing departments and all the places beyond. It was not a big town, but it was home to maybe a few thousand souls before Day 0.
When it hit them, they weren't prepared. No one was. I still don't know how it was able to start everywhere at once. But they managed to save themselves. Through joint efforts and painful battles they secured the town. They destroyed the infected, the familiar faces trying to kill them, as well as the faceless monsters already dead. Hope was timidly reborn on their hearts. The ones that remained decided they could help the other towns, and the fighters were sent in two teams, one north towards Medellín, and one to the south, to Pereira. A handful of men were left to take care of the families that would rather stay.
I met the northern division when I was in Santa Bárbara, trying to make my way to where I thought my brother was. They fought fiercely, and in one day they took control of the town, which had been almost completely overridden by the infected. When I met them I asked about my brother, but they knew nothing, so I decided to continue descending to the valley, to look for him in the town, among the ones left to look after it. I already told you how I got no information from them, but still I stayed, hoping to learn something from my brother's books. While I was there I became the town's unofficial doctor, because the only one they had left had died during the taking back of the town.
La Pintada was a nice place. Even after our world almost ended they were nice and welcoming. But they can't be that anymore.
The monsters came from the south, along the banks of the Cauca river. There were thousands of them, and not enough of us. Even though the brave men tried to hold them off, they were too many.
I ran. I knew I couldn't fight. I know I'm a coward, and I blame myself for leaving them there, but I know I couldn't have done anything. I'm just stupidly useless with weapons. I managed to get to Santa Bárbara after dusk last monday. I warned the fighters standing guard there, about what might come after me from the valley, and hopefully the story will be different here.
I hoped some might have made it out of La Pintada, but so far none have come. Alive, that is.
These things are not people, they are monsters. I wanted to believe they were just ill, and we could find some cure for the disease, but they can't be saved.
I was so naïve. I was so stupid.
Guys I'm sorry for the sorrowful rant. I just hate this. I hate all of this right now. It's just so unfair.
Anyway, I hope to read from you soon.
DZ
La Pintada was a small town. It used to be a place where families went on the weekends to get some rest, to swim in the pools while the refreshing winds softened the burning touch of the sun. But it also was halfway along the way to the coffee growing departments and all the places beyond. It was not a big town, but it was home to maybe a few thousand souls before Day 0.
When it hit them, they weren't prepared. No one was. I still don't know how it was able to start everywhere at once. But they managed to save themselves. Through joint efforts and painful battles they secured the town. They destroyed the infected, the familiar faces trying to kill them, as well as the faceless monsters already dead. Hope was timidly reborn on their hearts. The ones that remained decided they could help the other towns, and the fighters were sent in two teams, one north towards Medellín, and one to the south, to Pereira. A handful of men were left to take care of the families that would rather stay.
I met the northern division when I was in Santa Bárbara, trying to make my way to where I thought my brother was. They fought fiercely, and in one day they took control of the town, which had been almost completely overridden by the infected. When I met them I asked about my brother, but they knew nothing, so I decided to continue descending to the valley, to look for him in the town, among the ones left to look after it. I already told you how I got no information from them, but still I stayed, hoping to learn something from my brother's books. While I was there I became the town's unofficial doctor, because the only one they had left had died during the taking back of the town.
La Pintada was a nice place. Even after our world almost ended they were nice and welcoming. But they can't be that anymore.
The monsters came from the south, along the banks of the Cauca river. There were thousands of them, and not enough of us. Even though the brave men tried to hold them off, they were too many.
I ran. I knew I couldn't fight. I know I'm a coward, and I blame myself for leaving them there, but I know I couldn't have done anything. I'm just stupidly useless with weapons. I managed to get to Santa Bárbara after dusk last monday. I warned the fighters standing guard there, about what might come after me from the valley, and hopefully the story will be different here.
I hoped some might have made it out of La Pintada, but so far none have come. Alive, that is.
These things are not people, they are monsters. I wanted to believe they were just ill, and we could find some cure for the disease, but they can't be saved.
I was so naïve. I was so stupid.
Guys I'm sorry for the sorrowful rant. I just hate this. I hate all of this right now. It's just so unfair.
Anyway, I hope to read from you soon.
DZ
Friday, April 24, 2015
Explanations
DZ - Colombia
Guys, I'm sorry I scared you with my abrupt ending last time. I'm still alive and uninfected. Thank you for your prayers. I feel an explanation is needed, hopefully without all the rambling I managed to write last time.
Things here are not as organized as in your countries, there are no such things as quarantine zones or the like, at least that I know of. Our government was almost as useless as yours seemed to be, and I haven't got any news from it since January. It doesn't matter now.
The cities fell, I was there when it happened.
Reading your accounts I realize we all have been through things no one should go through. I thank God I haven't had to see some of the things you describe, infected babies for example. But I hope this thing we have going on here will help us survive, even if it's just a little longer.
These last few weeks I've been living in a town on the Cauca Valley. My brother was one of the practicing doctors out here. When I got the chance I came looking for him, but it's been almost a month now and no one knows anything. I still haven't given up, but I'm staying here so I can do a little reading in his library, trying to find something about this disease.
Infected people haven't been overwhelmingly numerous so far. There are a few families staying together in this town and they have been able to repel the sparse attacks we have had. Still there are always a few lost souls on the streets, and without proper weapons we are in constant danger. So I had been sneaking in to my brother's house to read, and two weeks ago a miracle happened. We got electricity back! It was only for a few hours, but thanks to that I found you guys, and this site has opened my eyes to the magnitude and reach of the infection.
So last time I was taking my time to write some of the answers I though I had about the disease, and suddenly I hear this groan on the front door. I had to change my figurative pants right there because that freaking thing scared me. I think it found me by my smell. I guess it was as decayed as your stalkers, Allice, because indeed it reeked and I still can't believe it could sniff me out with its own odor hanging around it like its very own stinky cumulus cloud.
So I had to go. I grabbed my "peinilla"(It's the way people here call a machete-like weapon that I still can't learn how to properly use) and made my way out of there through the rooftops. It followed me, but it was one of the slow ones, so I managed to escape.
Anyway, electricity here has been fluctuating, and I have no idea how is it even back on, or why on earth do I have internet access here, but it is a blessing, and I can only thank God because I know He's the one looking after me. Speaking of which: Dan, tocayo, don't give up. I know these are hard times, but it's in times like these when God needs his ministers to minister his house. Whatever you have to do, do it as unto the Lord (Am I seriously lecturing a pastor? God, I've always been crazy)
I don't want to extend myself too much, so I hope next time I will finally be able to tell you what I've concluded so far about all of this.
Best wishes
DZ
Guys, I'm sorry I scared you with my abrupt ending last time. I'm still alive and uninfected. Thank you for your prayers. I feel an explanation is needed, hopefully without all the rambling I managed to write last time.
Things here are not as organized as in your countries, there are no such things as quarantine zones or the like, at least that I know of. Our government was almost as useless as yours seemed to be, and I haven't got any news from it since January. It doesn't matter now.
The cities fell, I was there when it happened.
Reading your accounts I realize we all have been through things no one should go through. I thank God I haven't had to see some of the things you describe, infected babies for example. But I hope this thing we have going on here will help us survive, even if it's just a little longer.
These last few weeks I've been living in a town on the Cauca Valley. My brother was one of the practicing doctors out here. When I got the chance I came looking for him, but it's been almost a month now and no one knows anything. I still haven't given up, but I'm staying here so I can do a little reading in his library, trying to find something about this disease.
Infected people haven't been overwhelmingly numerous so far. There are a few families staying together in this town and they have been able to repel the sparse attacks we have had. Still there are always a few lost souls on the streets, and without proper weapons we are in constant danger. So I had been sneaking in to my brother's house to read, and two weeks ago a miracle happened. We got electricity back! It was only for a few hours, but thanks to that I found you guys, and this site has opened my eyes to the magnitude and reach of the infection.
So last time I was taking my time to write some of the answers I though I had about the disease, and suddenly I hear this groan on the front door. I had to change my figurative pants right there because that freaking thing scared me. I think it found me by my smell. I guess it was as decayed as your stalkers, Allice, because indeed it reeked and I still can't believe it could sniff me out with its own odor hanging around it like its very own stinky cumulus cloud.
So I had to go. I grabbed my "peinilla"(It's the way people here call a machete-like weapon that I still can't learn how to properly use) and made my way out of there through the rooftops. It followed me, but it was one of the slow ones, so I managed to escape.
Anyway, electricity here has been fluctuating, and I have no idea how is it even back on, or why on earth do I have internet access here, but it is a blessing, and I can only thank God because I know He's the one looking after me. Speaking of which: Dan, tocayo, don't give up. I know these are hard times, but it's in times like these when God needs his ministers to minister his house. Whatever you have to do, do it as unto the Lord (Am I seriously lecturing a pastor? God, I've always been crazy)
I don't want to extend myself too much, so I hope next time I will finally be able to tell you what I've concluded so far about all of this.
Best wishes
DZ
Saturday, April 18, 2015
Answers?
DZ - Colombia
Well, it's obvious this isn't the internet we knew. I was just hopeful someone out there would know something about this, but I guess we're all in the same boat.
I believe I should introduce myself. I'm usually very careful about revealing personal information on the Internet, but given the fact that the world has fallen into chaos, I suppose it doesn't really matter.
As I said in my previous post, my name is Daniel, from Colombia. But I think it would be better if I gave you an introduction to my country so you can understand what I'm talking about.
Colombia is a south american country, located in the northernmost part of it. The Andes mountain range cuts through it and separates it in 5 different regions. I was born in the northern and second most populated region, the Caribbean coast. There is also a pacific coast, an amazonian region, a plains region and the one I'm currently in, the central region. This last one is the most populated one and home to the capital, Bogotá. It consists of three mountain ranges separated by two rivers.
I used to live in the arguably second most important city in the country, Medellín. It is located in the central mountain range, and contrary to what movies may show you, life here is as busy as anywhere else. We're not a hot dusty town with chicken on the middle of the roads.
I was a medicine student, on my last year of studies, and I was busy, with a lot to study and not much time for social life or anything else. Still life seemed good, and improving. I lived with some fr
OH GOD ILL POST LATER GOTAT GO
Well, it's obvious this isn't the internet we knew. I was just hopeful someone out there would know something about this, but I guess we're all in the same boat.
I believe I should introduce myself. I'm usually very careful about revealing personal information on the Internet, but given the fact that the world has fallen into chaos, I suppose it doesn't really matter.
As I said in my previous post, my name is Daniel, from Colombia. But I think it would be better if I gave you an introduction to my country so you can understand what I'm talking about.
Colombia is a south american country, located in the northernmost part of it. The Andes mountain range cuts through it and separates it in 5 different regions. I was born in the northern and second most populated region, the Caribbean coast. There is also a pacific coast, an amazonian region, a plains region and the one I'm currently in, the central region. This last one is the most populated one and home to the capital, Bogotá. It consists of three mountain ranges separated by two rivers.
I used to live in the arguably second most important city in the country, Medellín. It is located in the central mountain range, and contrary to what movies may show you, life here is as busy as anywhere else. We're not a hot dusty town with chicken on the middle of the roads.
I was a medicine student, on my last year of studies, and I was busy, with a lot to study and not much time for social life or anything else. Still life seemed good, and improving. I lived with some fr
OH GOD ILL POST LATER GOTAT GO
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Questions
So I see there's some kind of internet back up?
Since when has it been working? We just got electricity working today, and I managed to sneak into my brother's old house to check if there was internet.
I have so many questions, I hope someone can help me with them.
My name is Daniel, I live in Colombia (with an "o", the south american country). I am a doctor. The outbreak here was on the first days of January, at least in Medellín, where I used to live. The diseased started multiplying their numbers like bunnies and soon the city fell. I haven't had any information about other cities. I want to hope people have managed to control the situation, but silence speaks too loud.
If you people know something about this please tell me. Or at least help me understand it. When did it start where you are? Have your countries totally collapsed or do you still stand? I haven't heard any new from outside for almost 3 months. Do you know where did it come from? Why didn't anyone notice? Has anybody found a cure?
Si alguien ve este mensaje por favor cuenten lo que sepan. Donde empezó? Cuando empezó en donde ustedes están? Sus países colapsaron o aún se mantienen en pie? Por qué nadie se dió cuenta? Se sabe algo de alguna cura?
Y a-t-il quequ'un qui sait où et quand est-ce que ce a commencé? Les pays où vous êtes, sont ils bien? Avez vous trouvé une solution?
Weissen Sie wann und wo ist es angefangen? Sind Ihre Länder noch ok oder sind sie gefallen? Haben Sie eine Heilung gefunden?
何かを知っていれば助けてください
Bir şey biliyorsanız, bize yardım. Lütfen
Since when has it been working? We just got electricity working today, and I managed to sneak into my brother's old house to check if there was internet.
I have so many questions, I hope someone can help me with them.
My name is Daniel, I live in Colombia (with an "o", the south american country). I am a doctor. The outbreak here was on the first days of January, at least in Medellín, where I used to live. The diseased started multiplying their numbers like bunnies and soon the city fell. I haven't had any information about other cities. I want to hope people have managed to control the situation, but silence speaks too loud.
If you people know something about this please tell me. Or at least help me understand it. When did it start where you are? Have your countries totally collapsed or do you still stand? I haven't heard any new from outside for almost 3 months. Do you know where did it come from? Why didn't anyone notice? Has anybody found a cure?
Si alguien ve este mensaje por favor cuenten lo que sepan. Donde empezó? Cuando empezó en donde ustedes están? Sus países colapsaron o aún se mantienen en pie? Por qué nadie se dió cuenta? Se sabe algo de alguna cura?
Y a-t-il quequ'un qui sait où et quand est-ce que ce a commencé? Les pays où vous êtes, sont ils bien? Avez vous trouvé une solution?
Weissen Sie wann und wo ist es angefangen? Sind Ihre Länder noch ok oder sind sie gefallen? Haben Sie eine Heilung gefunden?
何かを知っていれば助けてください
Bir şey biliyorsanız, bize yardım. Lütfen
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