There's no paper so I'm writing this in lipstick on the shower wall. I'm in the locker room of the local high school where I spent the last three days waiting out some bad weather. Whatever you may have heard about the western sector don't believe it those decaying bastards are swarming all over the place. There's not a speck of food to be found within miles. I'm freakin starving....I'm planning on running a mission after dark to see if I can find something, anything, to eat. Problem is I need to make sure I don't get eaten while I'm doing it. God, I should never have listened to those road bangers I ran into back there in Quogue. What a mistake. I wonder if they were ever even in the western sector, Jackass's. Hey....what the...noise in the other locker room....better go check it out.