Dustin Kessler's Blog (1)

I stand off in the disstance, looking to a city once filled with life,

but now, full of the living dead. I stair off as an explosion, followed by the screams and gunshots of helpless civilions.

What am I suppoused to do, die like the rest of them?

I turn to grab my bonoculars to get a better look. I scan around the over-run city, I see a man with a moehawk weilding a baseball bat with sharpend nail's in it, he was…