March 23
Hiding out in some suburbia home. Safest option I could find near the city. Pictures everywhere. Happy family, torn apart by all this shit. I hope my marsha's okay.
They must've left in a hurry though. Lots of goodies lying around. My first full meals in a couple of days. Not going hungry tonight.
March 24
I had to move to another house further out. Back door of the other one was busted. A dead head waltzed in, in the middle of the night.
I filled a duffel with enough food. Had to pad some to make sure they didn't clink together and make noise when I move.
There were a lot of supplies but I only took the essentials. I couldn't take anymore. I have to keep moving.
March 25
Shit Shit Shit! I saved some kid that bolted down the road this morning when she saw me. The whole damn family had turned, but she was lucky. Says her mom stuffed her in her room and locked the door. I had fight the mom off her. Tried to bite me but only managed to get in a few scratches. Blew her brains out on the sidewalk.
She cried. She cried so much hugging her mother. I couldn't do anything. She's so young, she shouldn't have seen that. I can only think of marsh when Selene died. She's all alone like this girl. I hope you're safe. Dad's coming.
March 27
She woke up again. Her fever broke in the night. I had to take her back to that house down the block with the supplies. I thought she was infected but no bite marks anywhere, her leg was just broken. I guess 120 pounds of adult human standing on top of you could do that.
I made makeshift cast. This guy had a workshop, so some curtain cloth, aid kit bandages and plywood were enough.
Poor thing hadn't eaten in days. Her name's Lindsey, Lindsey Watson she says. Her smile makes my heart less anxious. Like everything's going to be fine.
Feeling a little under the weather myself. I'll take a few pills just in case. I'll be better tomorrow
March 29
I feel worse today. My neck hurts.
We drove several miles and are nearing the town, where marsh is. I put Lindsey in the back seat and stuffed the back with all the food that could fit.
I was so lucky. It was a full tank when I found it. Driving like this was much easier. Doing it in the inner city was asking for trouble. The guy in the front seat wasn't so lucky though. Had to trick him out
Sydney said the military near their boarding school helped them out. Smart girl, she smuggled her phone in with Marsh's help. They're all fine. Marsh's fine
March 30
I'm coughing out blood. We're at the military blockade. They took Lindsey. Kept me in the car. I don't think I'll... I can't let her see me like this.
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... it's all gone to shit.
March 23 Hiding out in some suburbia home. Safest option I could find near the city. Pictures everywhere. Happy family, torn apart by all this shit. I hope my marsha's okay.
They must've left in a hurry though. Lots of goodies lying around. My first full meals in a couple of days. Not going hungry tonight.
March 24 I had to move to another house further out. Back door of the other one was busted. A dead head waltzed in, in the middle of the night.
I filled a duffel with enough food. Had to pad some to make sure they didn't clink together and make noise when I move.
There were a lot of supplies but I only took the essentials. I couldn't take anymore. I have to keep moving.
March 25 Shit Shit Shit! I saved some kid that bolted down the road this morning when she saw me. The whole damn family had turned, but she was lucky. Says her mom stuffed her in her room and locked the door. I had fight the mom off her. Tried to bite me but only managed to get in a few scratches. Blew her brains out on the sidewalk.
She cried. She cried so much hugging her mother. I couldn't do anything. She's so young, she shouldn't have seen that. I can only think of marsh when Selene died. She's all alone like this girl. I hope you're safe. Dad's coming.
March 27 She woke up again. Her fever broke in the night. I had to take her back to that house down the block with the supplies. I thought she was infected but no bite marks anywhere, her leg was just broken. I guess 120 pounds of adult human standing on top of you could do that.
I made makeshift cast. This guy had a workshop, so some curtain cloth, aid kit bandages and plywood were enough.
Poor thing hadn't eaten in days. Her name's Lindsey, Lindsey Watson she says. Her smile makes my heart less anxious. Like everything's going to be fine.
Feeling a little under the weather myself. I'll take a few pills just in case. I'll be better tomorrow
March 29 I feel worse today. My neck hurts.
We drove several miles and are nearing the town, where marsh is. I put Lindsey in the back seat and stuffed the back with all the food that could fit.
I was so lucky. It was a full tank when I found it. Driving like this was much easier. Doing it in the inner city was asking for trouble. The guy in the front seat wasn't so lucky though. Had to trick him out
Sydney said the military near their boarding school helped them out. Smart girl, she smuggled her phone in with Marsh's help. They're all fine. Marsh's fine
March 30 I'm coughing out blood. We're at the military blockade. They took Lindsey. Kept me in the car. I don't think I'll... I can't let her see me like this.