I always thought the library near where I grew up would be a near ideal environment during a zombie apocalypse. It was a repository of knowledge and entertainment, of course; it was in a fairly small city, meaning that while there might be more zombies than in the countryside, there wouldn’t be as many as in a large city - but there would be resources nearby; there was an armory nearby; there was only one relatively-easily-fortified entrance (to my knowledge); and it had a fully enclosed courtyard which, while it ended up being kind of depressing in real life, could give you a garden in a theoretical apocalypse.
The first and last were most of what I considered when I was a kid.
Then you’ve won the dimensional jackpot and you should immediately start trying to thwart any misguided attempts from folks in your original dimension to “rescue” you.
First thing you do is find a public library. If the concept of a public library exists in this reality, you’re likely not completely fucked.
If there is no public library, and no one has ever heard of one, you are DEFINITELY fucked.
I always thought the library near where I grew up would be a near ideal environment during a zombie apocalypse. It was a repository of knowledge and entertainment, of course; it was in a fairly small city, meaning that while there might be more zombies than in the countryside, there wouldn’t be as many as in a large city - but there would be resources nearby; there was an armory nearby; there was only one relatively-easily-fortified entrance (to my knowledge); and it had a fully enclosed courtyard which, while it ended up being kind of depressing in real life, could give you a garden in a theoretical apocalypse.
The first and last were most of what I considered when I was a kid.
what if all they have are libraries, the concept of one not being public is alien to them
Then you’ve won the dimensional jackpot and you should immediately start trying to thwart any misguided attempts from folks in your original dimension to “rescue” you.