Survivors journal, spoilered for length reduction.
Day 0: Z day
My name is Edward O'Brien, today I woke up at ellis's house after one hell of a party, Someone had broken into the house through the window, they were in a complete panic and rambling about sick people. Ellis had left a note saying that she was going to check on her sister, and that the news was saying we should barricade our doors and windows and wait for help to arrive.
Things were confusing, people seemed to be looting everything in sight, the fridge had been turned over, there was no food in the house except a couple of cans of pea soup. It couldn't be THAT serious could it? Then I looked out the window... There were wrecked cars everywhere, they had driven into each other and off the road, some of them were burning, I could bodies in some of those cars. A chill ran up my spine, and panic began to set in. I started rushing out into the street, the street lights were off, and the only light was coming from the various fires that were burning. I grabbed the cans of soup and ran over to the neighoubrs, this place had been turned over too. Was everything being looted? Nobody was home, so I started looking around, I poked through a few houses, but they were all the same, looted with the occasional man or woman frantically searching.
Ok the suns rising, gotta get it together, so plans.. plans... Let's head for the police station, surely they'll know what to do.
I spent the entire day heading north towards the station, I knew it was around here somewhere but I couldn't seem to find it, so far there wasn't any sign of these sick people I was supposed to be avoiding, but that wasn't making me feel better, there are still far too many corpses for my liking. But it's getting really late, and night is falling, I have to find somewhere to get some rest.
I found a basement in one of the houses that looks quiet, there was some groceries upstairs as luck would have it, I ate some of them now, but now I'm going to get some rest... Oh and as it turns out there's some grenades down here, time to get some rest.
Day 1: Screw it
I poked my head outside, it was dawn, and everything was quiet, there was no sign of anyone around... Maybe they were all sleeping in. I think I'll wander around a little, see what I can find out.
Shit shit shit shit shit
I just ran into someone, they had skin, or even flesh of any kind, it was just a walking skeleton, how is that possible it was a good thing I brought a sledgehammer with me for protection, I whacked it hard and it fell apart. I'm heading back inside, I remember someone said yesterday the army was coming. I'm just going to wait for them in the... well not so comfortable basement. But at least I'm safe there, I hope.
Waiting... waiting... bored...
Day 2: double screw it
So there's a flaw in my plan, the food I've got isn't going to last much more than another day, and I'm not sure that's going to be enough. I'm going to have to find more, it's morning now, I'm heading out, and hopefully my sledgehammer will keep me safe.
I wandered through the park, there was blood everywhere, then I ran straight into some real piece of work, he was a biker by the looks of it, and real pissed to boot, he took one look at me and started swinging his baseball bat, I just ran, bit he hit me pretty hard on the head, the bleeding has stopped now, but I need to find some bandages or something.
Ran into a bunch of other people, they all seemed very uninterested in me, a couple of cops passed me by and yelled at me to go away and leave them alone... I guess it's everyone for them self now. At least untill the military arrives, then I'm sure they'll clean this all up. I saw someone who didn't look so good, he was covered in blood and walking shakily, I just avoided him, don't want to get sick after all. No sign of food so far.
Well I found the police station. But you know that crazy biker? Well he and his gang are camped out right in front of it, and I don't think they're there to lend a hand to the local law enforcement. They chased me away. I don't think I'm getting any help from there. I'm heading east and west, I used to do some shopping over there, maybe I can get food there. Or maybe something for my head, damn does it hurt.
Lucky me, I was walking along and checking out a few houses along the way when I noticed something shiny in a bloodstain. I was a shotgun, no sign of it's owner so I grabbed it, it even had some shells nearby. Sorry sledgy you've become obsolete.
Oh dear, I think I found it's owner in the next building over. It was a cop, she was bleeding everywhere, and when she caught sight of me she started limping straight at me. I ran, it's getting late, so I'm going to find somewhere to hide.
I was looking at the stairway to a basement when something started bashing on the door, it was another one of those... zombies... they're zombies aren't they? Shit... I'm just running, but I'm getting tired, gotta find someplace to rest.
I've locked myself into a room, tore up a couple of chairs and blocked up the windows... hopefully this will keep me safe untill morning.
Day 3: no mercy
I managed to sleep for a few hours... but I can't keep sleeping, I keep thinking about those things and how they could burst through the door at any second, I'm gonna keep moving west, maybe the shopping district will bear fruit to make this hellish trek worth it.
Crap, I ducked round a corner just to run into one of those skeletons, I didn't feel like wasting ammo so I just ran, and closed a door behind me... It seemed to scrabble at the door a bit but showed no signs of break through. I dodged out the window hoping to go around it, just see a skeleton coming from the other direction. I dodged past some cars and tried to go into the building across the street, but the window had been blocked off by someone. I tore away the planks and guess what... another skeleton. I took a breather up against the window... it stood there eyeing me... well eyesocketing me. the sun is topping the horizon now, gotta keep moving.
I've finally made it to the shopping district, I immediately saw a grocery store, but the doors had been bashed in and I could tell it had been cleared. The store opposite wasn't much better... I was just thinking about how screwed I was when I helecopter buzzed right over my head, shit... It finally happened, they're here. I'm gonna try and make it to them. They're somewhere deeper in the district.
I found them... and guess what, it's vengence time, a group of bikers showed up, I swear it's gotta be the same group, the soldiers have started tearing into them, I feel much safer now, apparently some supplies got dropped to the west, I'm in a house at the moment, I'm cross over and try and get to them...
Directly after writing this I walked out a window.. and ran into a biker that was lurking outside. in one splat I'm dead... It's a dog eat dog world baby.
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