When it comes to “end of the world” stories, a lot of us like to think we’d somehow survive it. That we’d be more clever than everyone else, stronger, more resourceful, and with a better plan than everyone else out there. Truth be told, I don’t think most of us would actually make it. Not for long anyway.
It takes a lot to get by in a world where the societal comforts we’ve grown accustomed to are suddenly gone. How do you get water? If you get water, how do you know it’s safe to drink. If it’s not, what should you do? Just basic survival is a major ordeal and truth be told it IS a big deal for people living all over the world. It maybe sounds a bit corny but we need each other to get by. We need that support system to deliver food, provide water and keep roads clear for transportation when the weather turns against us.
Then there are hunters. There are these rare and amazing individuals who not only survive in the aftermath of humanity but seem to thrive off it. I call them hunters. These are people who not only get by on the road or holed up in a farm house with the undead banging down the gates. These are the people who actively go out looking for zombies to kill. Hard talking, tough guys and gals with not only enough grit to get by but the ability to kick some ass while doing it.
A nice example of a hunter would be Woody Harrelson’s character in Zombieland. Who’s your favorite zombie hunter?