Portland Net

So zombies are a thing.

That's comforting.

Hypothetically speaking... if there are a bunch of zombies outside our house trying to get in, what should we hypothetically do to not get zombified? Hypothetically...



And by us, I mean, four unarmed and pretty normal human girls....

Eliza, Mitchell, Grant, Prue

Is everyone settling in okay?

I wish I could take a long drive out of the city or go rock climbing or something. The closest I can manage is taking Teddy through Macleay Park, without which I may well go insane. It probably doesn't help that I've slept so little recently I'm starting to get hypnic jerks whenever I relax.

First I'm turned into a dog, now this?

What the hell is wrong with people? I can barely get through the streets without threats of violence.