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Pain shoots through my arm wonder, where had that horrified thing had came from. We've been on the move for several months, the nights are cold and dark, the days are long filling my insides with sorrow and misery. Slowly the numbers of the surving people around me go down, as do our supplies, ammo and our passion for living. Day by day i see human eating human , blood blood and more blood the nightmare will never end, even when i am finally gone. Everyday i feel as if i am caring the chains of…See More