It’s over now, I guess. And we survived. Me, the Doctor. Johnny. The human race. We made it.
It was terrifying at first. The moment we stepped out of the tardis, I was just like
It was a blood bath. Without the blood. Although some people were bloody, which Johnny informed us was fake blood they took from the zombie exhibit, or something. I do not understand people.
I guess after the initial madness and mayhem when the mummies broke out of the museum, people got kind of into it. I mean, it was the zombie apocalypse. With mummies, but hey, a little pretend has obviously never been a problem for the human race. So I guess I was wrong about The Zombie Survival Guide not helping you in your every day life. It helped people. They started using everything they learned from that stupid book to defeat the mummies. And it worked. The smashing skulls, blowing out brains business. Eventually they broke into the zombie exhibit and started using those weapons.
We arrived at the latter end of the battle, so honestly, we didn’t do much. We sort of just stood there. And peeked from behind things.
Yeah, kind of like that.
I happened to see Johnny during this, and honestly, I was kind of impressed. I guess his video game skills have paid off, because he was FIGHTING. IF THE MUMMIES WERE POTS, HE WAS SHANG.
Though a bit less ripped, unfortunately. Anyway, eventually he saw us and came over and told us everything that had happened since we’d been gone. He wanted to know what we’d been doing. I think he was a little bit mad at the Doctor, because it looked like we just left and didn’t do anything to help. He has no idea. Maybe I’ll tell him sometime, but… I didn’t feel like talking about it then. Not with him, anyway.
Eventually it looked like all of the mummies had been taken care of. They were maybe a few stragglers here and there, but this zombie apocalypse is definitely not going to become a worldwide thing. It’s over. Our zombie enthused city dealt with it.
Afterwards, I talked to the Doctor about it, and… I don’t know what to think. Everyone adjusted to this new zombie apocalypse world so easily. They just started killing the mummies like there was no tomorrow. Anyone who became a mummy, even if it just happened like two minutes ago, they were instantly attacked and brutally killed. But they were people too. Whether 800 years ago or just a few minutes. It’s like everyone was just so eager to kill. The moment someone seemed somewhat less than human, they just went to town.
This is what the Doctor had to say about it:
And he went on about how awful we are, how eager to kill anything in our way, how anything alien automatically this Other we have to get rid of.
And I was like yeah, but you still fight for us. Why?
You’re also brilliant, he said. You made up a zombie apocalypse so you could survive an alien virus years later.
I’m still angry about that, I said.
He just laughed and was like, Well, you have to admit it was brilliant. You humans never give up. You’re going to keep surviving. Reaching out into the stars, whether or not I ever get rid of that memory blocker. You’re fantastic, more than you’ll ever realize.
I may have creeped him out with some major fangirling at this point. But eventually I convinced him to come to my house again. I still have more fish sticks and custard, after all. And we both need a bit of a rest.
Before we left, I told Johnny that whatever happened, I’d come see him, sometime. I don’t know if anything more will happen between us now, if anything, but I do know that I’m glad he’s alive. I’m glad we’re all alive.