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The Infection WILL Spread – The Walking Dead Experience

Published Tue, 22 Oct 2013 13:00:05 -0500

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Joseph Glass wrote for Bleeding Cool from NYCC;

I'm sorry. But you're all doomed.

When one finds themselves in New York City for New York Comic Con, there are a lot of things for one to see and do. I mean, honestly, there's almost too many. So how did I get roped into The Waking Dead Escape?

A survival run to the USS Intrepid Safe Zone, we purposefully put ourselves into the pit with a bunch of Walkers. As the man said, we work together, we stay safe.

I'm here to tell you all, while I can…it doesn't work.

The set up is great. You are guided every step of the way where to go, somewhere to keep your heavier luggage safe, even told the route…in front of some chained Walkers. Well, of course that wasn't going to go well. All of a sudden, it starts…the Walkers are free and you run through to the obstacle course…where it is swarming with undead.

At first, it's actually kinda exhilarating in a twisted way. I did pretty great to be honest. Leaping over car bonnets like an action hero, swinging under and around the Walkers, weaving our path to safety as you hear everyone else losing their heads around you. You begin to think you're invincible, that the end of the world cannot touch you. You take a breather…

…and that's when they get you.

For me, some secret hidden bugger hiding under some scaffolding reached through and got me. The jolt of terror that sent through me was incredible. Worse than any dread I'd ever felt before, all for a split second, before my brain finally woke up and screamed at me to run.

I lost my friend at that point…I just ran. I didn't dare look back. Around the course, up and under barriers and crawlspaces, up onto the air carrier. I must have been delirious, I could have sworn I heard a pair of Walkers laugh when I leapt between them like a flamboyantly terrified gazelle (well, it was either that or run one of them down, I was going full pelt).

But by that point it didn't matter; a Walker had got me. Weirdly, after that first one, they all seemed to get better. By the time I came to the end of the course I'd been grabbed six times.

I knew what came next. I'd heard the stories. An infection scan and when they found I was infected…well, I cannot be suffered to live, for however short that may be.

I walk into the tent, accepting my fate.

But I'm sorry to tell you, their procedures…they don't work. Instead of a bullet, I got ushered through, given a complimentary exclusive poster and unleashed back into the streets of NYC. You'd think I'd be honest about what happened to me, but I hate to tell you, no matter how accepting of the end you are, you won't tell them.

Instead, I'm ushered back to real world with a 'hope we see you next time!'

Well, I'm sorry. I've been aching ever since the experience. I've started limping. I have a fever. I don't think there'll be a next time…at least, not as a survivor.

The zombie-bait was Bleeding Cool contributor Joe Glass, creator of The Pride and co-writer of his own zombie adventures with a comedy, Welsh twist called Stiffs. You can follow him on twitter @josephglass.

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