Wednesday may 6th 2009,
Today, I lost two more members in my small group of survivors, Dave and Mary. After our run in with the undead Sunday night, we took refuge in the old police barrack on the outskirts of Aberdeen. We had an infected person in our crew by the name of Hayley, in which she was showing the early stages of her “transformation”. Tim quickly took care of that problem, but by doing so attracted a small band of zombies. We fought through most of the night with great success. We took most of Monday afternoon and through the night taking shifts allowing everyone that was left to regain their strength so we could move on. Tuesday morning we left the barracks and began to make our journey through the wasteland that used to be my hometown. We had a plan to head north to the Military Post APG, hoping that we could either get some shelter, food, and resources we need to make it through. The military post is a heavily guarded, barbed wired electric fences almost vaporizing anything that even touches it, advanced weaponry, and thousands of soldiers. We could get there and have a huge army that will keep us safe. Taking the back roads, alleyways, creek beds, we made it within 3 miles of the main gate to the Military base. We needed a break we covered a lot of ground throughout the course of the day. There was a service station ahead, so we started to head towards the station, when we heard a loud bang coming from the east. We continued to press on, then after a moment a huge cloud of black smoke came billowing into the sky. Was it coming from the base? Or was it something else entirely? We all were very frightened at the scene, but we kept on moving. Once we got to the service station it was over ran yet again. I motioned to stop the party, but Dave the “heroic” one, kept going. Drawing his 12 gage shotgun from his back, loading the shells in the chamber, he was planning on taking the zombies out, with or without back up. I urged him to fall back but he wouldn’t listen and began to open fire on the zombie nest…bad move. Without going into too much detail they swarmed him and began to rip him to pieces. We were running very low on ammo, we had enough to take care of the problem ahead, but with almost 3 miles left to go, it wouldn’t have been in the best interest of the group to waste unnecessary ammo. But we really had nowhere else to turn, thank god we weren’t seen. We had decided to post up in the thicket in which we were hiding long enough to make a break for the service station. The sun was starting to set on the horizon, we didn’t have much time left to sit around and wait for something to happen. So I pulled everyone together. With the zombies being very slow and sluggish, I thought we could run right past them without drawing too much attention. Boy was I wrong. Mary is a little on the heavy side, so she couldn’t run as fast as the rest of us, we tried to keep a close circle but poor Mary wasn’t fast enough to keep up, she twisted her ankle, and started to scream! This immediately drew the attention of the zombies and they were heading right for her, I told the others to keep going and I was going to go back and help her, I made it to her and tried to help her on her feet, she was far too heavy and I was carrying an additional 50 pounds myself, with my weapons and satchel pack. I tried for a few moments before she told just to let her die, “I can’t do that” I explained and she insisted on sacrificing herself for all of us, the zombies were getting closer and closer to the point where I didn’t know if I was going to escape. I drew my pistol and opened fire, Mary screamed at the top of her lungs “go you fucking idiot!” so I ran back to the others that made it to the station. I never heard more agony and pain coming from someone like it did Mary, the sounds that were coming out of her were enough to make you cringe, I will never forget it….. I finally made it to the service station. The rest of the survivors took refuge in the back room which had a metal door, and a pretty good locking system. I got a few of the men to help me with the main door, once that was secured we reinforced the windows, I found a flare gun, and a sawed off shot gun underneath the counter where the cash register used to be…….