BRANDON'S JOURNAL - 12/30/2009
Sorry I havent written in a while. When the snow fell, it muffeled their noises. They fucking GOT IN MY HOUSE. I moved to an abonded warehouse north of Charleston. That's where I'm writing from.
Remember Alex? The cousin who failed to help me? Well, I called him yesterday. No answer. I called his Mom. Bad news. Alex became infected. Mom had to put him down. Dammit. God fucking dammit.
I may be going insane. Im almost out of food and water, every time i kill one of those bastards it rots the whole god damn place, and my cousin and only hope of salvation just got infected and killed. Im gonna have to scavenge everything I can and hope this whole god damn thing goes away.
Goes away. I really fucking doubt it at this point.
-Brandon
Remember Alex? The cousin who failed to help me? Well, I called him yesterday. No answer. I called his Mom. Bad news. Alex became infected. Mom had to put him down. Dammit. God fucking dammit.
I may be going insane. Im almost out of food and water, every time i kill one of those bastards it rots the whole god damn place, and my cousin and only hope of salvation just got infected and killed. Im gonna have to scavenge everything I can and hope this whole god damn thing goes away.
Goes away. I really fucking doubt it at this point.
-Brandon
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