When the Zombie Outbreak Spread: An Old Fireboat Became Our Only Way to Stay Mobile

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STATUS UPDATE

When the zombie outbreak spread through the city, movement became the first casualty.
As the zombie outbreak expanded, streets locked up and bridges failed.
Once the zombie outbreak reached the waterfront, mobility no longer existed.

Except for one thing.

ASSET IDENTIFICATION

The old fireboat had been retired years ago.
No schedule. No crew. No reason to run.
Until the zombie apocalypse made every normal option unusable.

During the zombie apocalypse, the fireboat became our only way to move without touching land. While the zombie apocalypse turned roads into traps and rail lines into dead zones, the water stayed open—quiet, dark, and mostly ignored.

OPERATIONAL RULES

In the zombie outbreak, zombie survival depended on mobility without visibility.
Zombie survival meant staying offshore.
Zombie survival meant never docking twice in the same place.
The fireboat wasn’t fast, but during the zombie apocalypse, it didn’t need to be.

Its size kept smaller boats away. Its pumps still worked. Its decks gave sightlines you couldn’t get from the streets. As the zombie outbreak spread inland, the fireboat turned into a moving perimeter—one that never stayed still long enough to be surrounded.

FAILURE POINTS

Fuel was limited.
Engines overheated.
And sound traveled farther over water than we expected.

The zombie apocalypse doesn’t stop you by force—it waits for mechanical failure. When the fireboat began to break down, we realized the zombie outbreak didn’t need to sink us. It only needed us to stop moving.

FINAL ASSESSMENT

The city fell behind us.
The shoreline stayed hostile.
And the fireboat remained the last thing still operating in a dead system.

This is a zombie apocalypse creepypasta, a zombie apocalypse creepypasta about movement instead of shelter, and a zombie apocalypse creepypasta where survival depended on never staying in one place long enough to die there.

If you enjoy zombie apocalypse stories, zombie apocalypse stories focused on unconventional survival vehicles, and zombie apocalypse stories where mobility becomes the only defense, this narration is for you.

Title : When the Zombie Outbreak Spread: An Old Fireboat Became Our Only Way to Stay Mobile

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