I got this from another forum,I found it very interesting.Its kinda long but believe me its very interesting

This is an email I got from someone I will not name. He had stated some where on here that he knew for a fact Zombies are real. I contacted him asking "ok how do you know?" and the following is the email he sent.

::Disclaimer:: Don't ask me to reveal who this is from. I am not revealing it as per his request.

This is the story about my encounter with a "zombie". I put zombie in quotations only because I'm assuming that that is what I saw that day. And, I do mean zombie as in "George Romero zombie". That is, a corpse that has come to life with a hunger for human flesh. I know it sounds crazy and I bet your saying to yourself, "Wow, this guy is a case" and "What!? Zombies aren't real! This is some fake shit right here!" Those are logical reactions, I know. But, if what I saw that day wasn't a zombie, then I don't know what else it could have been.

Back in August of 2003, I was living in Houston,Texas. I had a friend who had, a week before, been in a pretty crazy car accident. He was holed up at St. Joe's medical facility and I had been coming to see him regularly throughout the week. There was nothing strange about this hospital. It's about what one would expect when it comes to a hospital. But that day something odd was going on. I had weird vibes all around me as soon as i got out of my car.

There were two Army trucks parked near the main entrance. One was a classic Humvee, while the other was one of those large transport trucks. They were both backed into the parking spaces, their engines were idling, and they were both occupied by drivers as if they would be ready to launch from the parking spaces at any moment. As I walked passed the two trucks, I noticed a lot of "official" looking people, like feds or something, hanging out outside the main entry. A few were talking on cell phones while others were smoking cigarettes and/or looking menacing.

I continued to walk through this strange sight with the strangest feeling of being watched. The doors slid open for me and I continued on through the lobby passing the front desk. One of the ladies behind the desk told me that I couldn't go into the south hall of level 2. My friend was located in the north hall in room 222.

After my encounter with the lady at the front desk, I turned toward the elevator doors located half way down the hallway. I remember thinking to myself, "So I couldn't be in the south hall? What? Why did they stop me like that? " This was my fourth time to visit my friend and both times before had been smooth sailing up to his room.

Anyway, so I got to the elevator and got in. Just before the door shut, one of those "official" guys ran up to keep the door from shutting. Five more of those guys joined me on the elevator. I moved myself to the corner and found myself quite nervous of them. One of them had asked me which floor I was headed to and he pushed the button. It seemed like the longest elevator ride of my life. These guys were silent towers hovering over me. Finally, the door opened and they exited left. I exited right. I continued on to my friends room and looked back just in time to see them turn a corner.

I got to my friends room and told him about the weird things going on. He agreed that it had been a strange day for him as well. Apparently, that morning, one of the nurses had left the door to his room open after checking on him. At one point, he heard someone yell, "Come here!" and then a group of "official looking" guys came running down the hall passing his room almost knocking over some poor nurse who happened to be walking by at the same time. An hour later after that he said that one of those men came into his room and looked around for about five minutes without saying a word. About ten minutes later, one of the nurses came in and told him that there was a possibility that they would have to move him to another floor in a different room. When asked why, she told him that there was some sort of "renovation problem". Whatever that means, right?

After hanging out for a bit, I decided to leave. When I got back to the elevator I suddenly had a moment of curiosity. So I kept walking. I headed in the same direction those guys went after I got off the elevator on the way up. As I got closer to the corner, the one I saw them go around, I heard some sort of commotion going on. I remember thinking that I probably shouldn't be going down here. I wish to this day that I had stopped and went back. But I kept going.

I remember turning the corner and everything seeming to go in slow motion. I had stopped in my tracks, eyes wide, jaw dropped because I couldn't believe what i was seeing. There in front of me, maybe about four doors down, on the floor was a patient, whose back was turned to me, hunched over the body of another man who was lying on his back in a pool of blood. Circling around these two figures on the floor, were three "officials" steadily and carefully keeping there distance. They didn't notice me standing there until my cell phone went off. I snapped out of it and looked down at my pant pocket. I looked up. Not only were the "officials" staring at me, but so was the person who had been hunched over the bloody body. I'll never forget what that "person" looked like. It's eyes were colorless...black almost. It's pale face looked tired and worn. In it's mouth was a fleshy piece of human, bloody and dripping. I peed my pants.

One of the men yelled for me to leave. I stood there motionless, until, from behind two men grabbed me. They pulled me backwards away from that frightening scene and dragged me back to the elevator.

One of them told me to go home as they shoved me into the elevator.

Just as the door shut, one of them pulled out a walkie-talkie device and shouted into it, "Shut this floor down!"

I remember sitting down on the floor of the elevator replaying what just happened over and over. All I could think about was it's face. It's cold, dead eyes staring at me. I didn't even realize that the elevator had moved it's way down to level one. The doors slid open and more of those official guys were there. They picked me up to my feet and escorted me to the door. I remember one of the men telling me to have a good day! Ha, can you believe that?!

As I got into my car, four unmarked white minivans came rushing towards the entrance. Needless to say, I left there in a bit of a hurry. I wasn't about to stick around. As I drove away from the parking lot, a fire truck whizzed by me. Pulling out my cell phone, I realized I had a missed call from my friend in the hospital. I called him.

I asked him if everything was alright and if he could see or hear anything. The door to his room was shut but he could hear some yelling and commotion. I almost told him what I had seen but I stopped because I had realized that he wouldn't believe what I had seen. No one would. The "officials" probably knew that. If I was the only "civilian" witness to this they could let me go with no problem. No one would believe what I had seen. That's why they didn't try to "debrief" me. That's why they just sent me on my way. Nothing here to see. Keep moving.

Later, that night I watched the local news and national news to see if anybody would report the story. It never came. What did come was much more damning. Yet, it didn't surprise me at all. The story the authorities released to the media had something to do with some poor doc who got his head sliced off by a malfunctioning elevator! Here's the archived story from CNN.

http://www.cnn.com/2003/US/Southwest/08 ... itated.ap/

A couple days after the incident, I went to visit my friend again. I remember the feeling I had as I returned and walked through the hospital doors. This time there were no "officials" around. The lady at the front desk told me that the second floor was closed for "renovations" and that my friend had been moved to a different room on a different floor. When I found him, I told him about the zombie. Of course, he didn't believe me. I kept going on and on about it until I realized that I was making him uncomfortable, so I just dropped it. Before I left the hospital that day, I stopped by the front desk and talked to the two ladies there. I had told them that I had heard about the "incident" in the news and that I was sorry. I then asked if they had known the doctor who got his head sliced off. They said they didn't. They said they didn't even know the elevator was screwed up because people used it all day long that day.

and that's my story. what do you think? other than "uh, dude, your crazy.".

Contingency Planning and Preparation is for planning and preparation, and this post doesn't fit the bill.

Now where should this post go? I'm thinking Zombie Biology.

eta: Zombie Biology it is! May it thrive in this hothouse of imagination.

Oh the many things we don't know that gets swept under the rug. It was a good read. Sounds like my theories are starting to fall into place lol

"Art", because it's just a story.

I thought it was reasonably well written. I didn't once have the urge to whip out the red pen. Too bad the cnn link was dead.

Had the OP written it, that's what I would have done. Art was on the short list.

The other person who posted this on another forum also said.




Plausible deniability. The best place to hide something is right out in the open. If anyone tries to calim this story as true on any kind of media he will be made a laughing stock. So they wouldn't see it as a threat.

As to the officals not having weapons. He never said wether or not they did. I'm sure there would have been some type of control device. Either some kind of restraints or cattle prods or something.

I've done exhaustive internet searches and haven't found this story anywhere else. Cross refrencing the elevator story with any kind of zombie story. I always kept coming up with nothing. So either this is true and the writer has only told a few people as he claimed or it's a bad joke.

THE CNN REPORT



http://www.houstonpress.com/photoGaller ... =15981&p=1

The young graduated bloke is Hitoshi Naikado, the zombie-eaten doctor.

Quote:
HOUSTON -- Officials of a downtown hospital are investigating the death of a surgical resident who was decapitated in an elevator mishap.

Christus St. Joseph Hospital may release additional information about Hitoshi Nikaidoh's death after a closed briefing Monday, said hospital spokeswoman India Chumney Hancock.

Nikaidoh, 35, of Dallas, was stepping into a second-floor elevator about 9:30 a.m. Saturday when the doors suddenly closed, pinning his shoulders. His head was severed when the elevator car moved upward. A female hospital employee witnessed the accident and spent about 20 minutes trapped inside the malfunctioning elevator until firefighters were able to rescue her.

The traumatized employee who witnessed the death was taken to the hospital's emergency room for treatment of shock, but was released later that day, said Hancock.

Photographs and measurements at the elevator by Houston police crime scene specialists were passed to Harris County medical examiners who continued conducting their inquiry into the accident. The entire elevator bank where Nikaidoh was killed was pulled from operation, but St. Joseph Hospital officials said the decision won't affect patient services.

The University of Texas Health Science Center's Dr. Margaret McNeese taught Nikaidoh for four years throughout medical school.

"He was a remarkable individual. He was one of the few students in all of my years here that I never saw him complain, without a smile on his face and any activity, regardless of how small or insignificant it might have seemed, he gladly took it on and did it to its full extent," McNeese said.

Nikaidoh graduated in 2003 from the University of Texas-Houston Medical School.

Kone Inc., the company responsible for servicing the elevator, gave a statement Monday that said, "We are extremely concerned about this incident, and our hearts go out to the family of Dr. Hitoshi Nikaidoh. We are working closely with the hospital and local authorities to determine the exact cause of this incident."

"The elevator bank was immediately shut down and remains out of service indefinitely," hospital spokeswoman India Hancock said. "All of us at St. Joseph Cristus Hospital are deeply, deeply saddened by the tragic death of Dr. Nikaidoh."

The hospital will hold a memorial service on campus following the family's memorial service.

Police said earlier that maintenance crews had worked on the elevators during the past week.

Elevators and escalators kill about 30 and injure about 17,100 people each year in the United States, according to data from the U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics' Census of Fatal Occupational Injuries 1992-1998 and the Consumer Product Safety Commission.

Sometimes it is easier to hide something in plain sight. Rather than try to hide the alien landings the government has been on a campaign to make anyone who believes in aliens seem "crazy" to keep those who do know about them from coming forward. If your source tries to come forward with his story suddenly 5 other people who have just escaped a mental institution will have similar stories.

On another note, it is rather disconcerting how many news stories never actually make it to the news or are covered up. Several times I've heard major disaster stories such as one instance when there was a nuclear plant meltdown reported on a small local radio station but then you don't hear anything about it on the national news and suddenly even the local station has amnesia and says they did not report anything like that.

I think it's a fair piece of fan fiction. Too many holes in the story though.

I had something much longer, but I thought you were the writer... edited to reflect that you weren't.

Also, edited because it was moved before I finished my reply.

+1 for plausible deniablitity.
When it comes to this kinda stuff, my instinct is to say 'no way'. But all I can do is look at the sources. WHO was this guy? WHAT were his credentials? Was he just a regular Joe Schmoe?
You got this from ANOTHER forum from someone who posted something about what they received in an ANONYMOUS email.
Plus, the link just leads to a photo gallery, containing NO pictures of this incident. That's two 'bad' links in a row.

I got this from zombie preparedness initiative another forum
I have a life and i wouldn't waste my time writing and thinking this up,
I simply just posted this because i thought people would be interested in it,and that's trollish because?

I have one big problem with this story in that he was able to nonchalantly wander back to the south wing that was supposedly restricted and had this going on right in the hallway. I know there are lapses in security occassionally but for something as top-secret as this would have to be a) it wouldn't be in a public hospital and b) there would be a team of armed guards on the perimeter of the entire wing.

The links may be dead, but the decapitation story is true: http://www.snopes.com/horrors/freakish/elevator.asp

I like when people use real events as the basis for their stories. I can be easier to suspend disbelief. I recently finished reading The Return of Little Big Man, and by the time I was through, I wanted to believe Jack Crabb was a real, auithoritative witness to the people and events in the novel.

I don't feel as if this is trolling. This is a zombie site and we have this here forum ready-made for posts like this. It was just in the wrong place is all.

Carry on.

I wanted to whip out the red pen several times. Like when the author wrote "passed" instead of "past", "there" instead of "their" and "your" instead of "you're". I give this story a C+, with a "I know you can do better" written in red ink at the top.

You can do it on one of the other sites that it is cross posted to.

http://www.google.com/search?btnG=1&pws ... tations%22

Edited: because the OP did specify that it wasn't his and was from another forum

Understood. That's why I referred to the "author" rather than the OP.

Hmm. It could have been a Drug Zombie. There are plenty of those. Or it was someone very mentally ill or rabid showing zombie like features. It could have been anything. Really. There are some medical conditions that leave you with a zombie like behavior.

Occam's Razor:

Military trucks could have been there for other business, maybe emergency room visit for a bud hurt in a training excersizwhatever. Official guys also around because of unrelated things. Doc has an accident, a self-mobile patient witnesses, rushes over and bends down to try to help. Look of horror on patient's face. Official guys start helping out by clearing the area of personnel unrelated to the accident (the author). 2+2 = 14.

There's a few scenarios that can explain what was seen, are simpler explanations, and are not conspiracies.

Personally, I think that's part of what's effective about the story: all of the elements are familiar everyday occurrences, except for the one moment when the narrator sees the "zombie".

Police and military vehicles are a common sight at hospitals. And everyone has had an experience where they walked through the wrong door and an "authority" figure responded. And hospitals are full of strange sights / sounds / odors / people. The story works because you can always imagine something "scary" happening behind closed doors based on similar external signs. "Why are all those helicopters landing at the hospital? Why did they quarantine that wing? Why won't that cop answer my question about whether there was a big accident?" And so forth.

The spelling errors to me aren't that big a deal, because this story is supposed to read like an internet post, and as a result it's natural for it to not be perfectly formatted.

I give it a strong B.

The elevator was having problems. It had faulty wiring. The Drug Zombie was probably a Drug Dealer wanted by the FBI. The rest of the people were there because of different things. All of them not related. The Fire Truck appeared because of the malfunctioning elevator. They helped the trapped nurse out of the elevator. She was taken to the emergency room because she suffered from shock.

I live near Houston, I remember when the doctor was decapitated in the elevator. Sad waste of a promising doctor.

During TS Alicia, a woman took a elevator down into a flooded parking garage and when the doors open she drowned.

I hate elevators!

Thanks for the new nightmare.

http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/sto ... 36841.html

Eh... good fan fiction and that's all. Someone likely saw the doctor story first, and then came up with this fiction tale. It would be different if it was one story told by one person but:



... clearly shows that it's been posted all over the web on countless websites. If I had that happen to me, for fear of extermination by those "'official looking' guys"... the last thing I'd do is post it all over the web. I'd probably toss it up here but that would be it.