Xion Wright's Page

How long has it been since I last opened this journal? A few days, weeks? I'm sure it hasn't been a month yet, or has it? I realized how easy it is to lose track of time these days, and how your days begin to seem to drift into one another. I have been on the run for at least a few days. Seeking shelter in high trees. My house was attacked, not by those damned things, but marauders. I guess they saw me looking through the window, or seen how the windows were all blacked out. This shit sucks! I… Continue

Day 2, 11:36am



So today I made it outside for about an hour or two. Just as down broke. I wanted to stay out longer, to gather more supplies, but that just wasn't possible. I got a bag of canned goods, and some potted meat products too, I think that is a find within its self, how often do you find raw protein like that? I didn't find much more then that really, Some random junk, stuff that would only weigh me down, or make me get caught.

I saw a family today, running from a pack… Continue

Journal entry, day 1 - 10:35am



I managed to escape, thank god that I was prepared. I knew this day was coming, I just..... I just didn't expect it to come so soon, so suddenly. Its been days, since the final outbreak, and the actual zombies began to walk everywhere. I tried to tell everyone to get out of town, told them to keep their weapons ready, and ammo bags full. I don't have much, myself. I got a shotgun, and this little .22 rifle. A bag of ammo for them both and a few MRE… Continue