Well, I'm boned.
So the flu thing i decided to ignore? Yeah... apparently a side effect is zombies. How the hell does a flu make zombies?
I guess that doesn't really matter now.
The boards are cracking, there is now way out. They are all around me.
I've decided that if I'm going to die, its going to be on my own terms. I know theres not enough bullets in this gun to fight my way out.
I love you.