Dead Armageddon - Ep. 9

Day 409. It's three in the morning, everyone is asleep. I've decided on killing Dalton and Danny in their sleep. It's us, or them. They've become fucking control freaks, pointing guns at us like we're the enemy. The bastards took our guns, but I still have my machetes. It's all I'm gonna need. I've told Josh to take Paige and my car and get to the nearest military quarantine if I don't live.

I don't WANT to do it like this... but at this point, killing them seems like the safest, most viable option. I haven't told Paige what I plan to do tonight. I don't want her to worry about me. I mean, what would she think of me for killing a person? I couldn't risk her trust. I wanted Josh to help me, but he told me he couldn't bear to do it himself. Although, he didn't seem to object to me going alone.

When we get that truck, we are headed straight to Alaska, and nothing is going to stand in the way.

Nothing.