Disposal.

I had to get rid of Mitch's body. I knew I needed to get it fairly far away from my apartment in case another patrol found it and decided to retaliate in some fashion. I'd hate to be killed by the living when there is a plague of the undead out there. I also needed food and other supplies. I was completely out. I wrapped the body-I don't want to think of him as Mitch any more- in my plastic shower curtain and some cellophane. I tried to seal it as much as possible because I am still not sure what the cause of this is and how it is transmitted. I believe the bite wound he had was the major cause but I prefer to be overly cautious these days. It's amazing how heavy a body is! In movies they just fling them over there shoulder and move on. It was almost impossible to lift it from the floor. And once I did get it lifted I realized there was no way I was getting down the steps and several blocks away with it. I do Pilate's and Yoga but flexibility and toned looking muscles didn't really help in this situation. You'd have to be the hulk to fling 6' adult male over your shoulder without help! I had to rig a contraption out of the top of my coffee table and the wheels from my desk chair. I tied an extension cord to one end so I could loop it around me and pull "cot" behind my while keeping two hands on the rifle. My rifle now I guess; along with his pistol and gear. I disinfected all of it as best I could with the little bleach and disinfecting wipes I had left before I strapped it all on. I rolled the body onto the "cot" and slowly made my way down stairs. Once there I brought the body to an alley two blocks away. I rolled it off the cot and turned to leave the alley and head a block further down to a grocery when I spotted a zombie (slow again unlike Mitch) coming down the street. I ducked back into the alley and looked down at the rifle. I gave myself a quick mental refresher on how it worked and turned back into the street. I raised the rifle and clicked the safety off and lined up the optic. I shakily pulled the tricked. I missed! I fired again and struck the zombie in the shoulder. The third round hit the head and put it down. Another thing they don't tell you in movies: head shots on moving targets are extremely hard! I heard moans from all directions. Other ones must have heard the shots and now they were headed this way. I turned and started jogging toward the store. I saw a couple more on the way but they were far enough off that I didn't want to risk missing more and wasting ammo since they didn't pose an immediate threat. I got to the store and of course it was locked. I almost broke the glass but then I realized if I did that anything could get in. I looked around and noticed the cart return that lead into the store. I got down on my hands and knees and crawled through the carts. In the hast to leave they had forgotten to lock the gate on the cart return. I was in! The store was a little torn up but not bad. they must have locked up early in the crisis. I filled my cot with supplies and tied it down with some rope from the home supplies section. On my way out I spotted a zombie on the farthest check out lane. She was just running a can back and forth over the scanner. Methodical and continuous. I climbed back out the cart return and pulled the gate on it down so it looked locked. There were a few zoms waiting for me out front. I got around most of them (again they were slow) and had to shoot two (it only took me three rounds for these two). I made it back. I am not sure why MitchZom was so fast and all the other have been slow. I have to get some rest now. I'm fading fast. The patrols are almost non-existent now but the zombies are growing in number. Stay inside unless you have no choice. Look back soon for more info.