I have been hired by an eccentric millionaire that owns an island down in Central America to do some tech work. The job sounds simple enough, installing satellite internet service and getting a private network put together. Once the work is done, I have been invited to spend the rest of the weekend on his beach relaxing.

So me and Terra are heading out this morning and will be out of touch for a few days.

Don't forget to bring a gun or six.

South American Island, Humm?

Look out for zombies.

I gaurantee it involes a large amount of ash, drugs, evil spirits, a few dozen zombies, and a really annoyed drug cartel/demon cult.

Hey, Its a possibility.

A probability around here, I'd say.

Right again Bert.

I made it back from my trip. It was not quite the job I was expecting, but the wounds are mostly superficial.

To answer the questions, the man was a longterm client of my new employer, a security firm. He bought the island to have a exotic retreat according to what he told us, the reality was a little different. And yes, I almost carry a gun these days, legally.

I will post more after I get some shut eye.

Looks like I have a lot of catching up to do.

I'm glad you're alive and well.