When I heard the scratches inside the ground I was on the patrol in the cemetery. As I approached the gravesite the scratches stopped. When I walk away they start up again. After 35 minutes the hand punches out from the ground and then the other. In short time, the decayed remains of the old lady emerges from the soil. She walks straight out from the cemetery and I track her to the warehouse used by the cigarette counterfeiters before the government shut them down. I watch the warehouse now for more activity.

I not know yet 100% it the zombie though. But it is always the wise idea to be prepared. You should memorise the guide so you can stash them here and there. Better to be safe than brained.

Ms. Dawes, please refrain from haranguing the foreigners... Kalle, especially, has a hard enough time with English. It's even harder for her to catch sarcasm.

I not sure they the zombies but I make the assumption since they dig themselfs up from the grave.

You leave Russia yet Heather?

I am in outskirts of Moscow in the town named Mitino.

Heather Dawes wrote:It was sarcasm about the zombies, not about the person.

Understandable. Sorry if I came across as harsh, there... Current events have had me gritting my teeth hard enough to bring tears to my eyes, lately. I was only trying to warn you that I didn't think Kalle would catch the sarcasm at all.