The Hollow: 9-16-08, Bad Situation

Hello there, whoever you may be. I'm not quite sure why I'm writing this document at the moment. Perhaps its just to occupy my time, or it could just be something I'm using to calm my nerves. Regardless, this is being written post-outbreak, and when I say this I mean, well, Zombie outbreak. Now I'm sure that may sound a little far fetch, or it may not. I'm not sure if will have spread as much as I think it will. But yes, Zombies none the less. At the moment I am currently hiding/hunkered up in the attic of a garage with four friends of mine.
Cody, who was a big guy, was lying on the couch. From where I'm sitting I couldn't tell but I presume he was taking a nap. After we had all practically sprinted to the garage and scrambled up the ladder, he just collapsed onto the couch. Poor guy, what we all had just gone through had probably been the most exercise he'd ever done in his life, and from the looks of it his body wasn't handling it well.
A few feet away sat Cory and Tony, who appeared to be arguing about something. Though their whispering hardly made their conversation comprehensible. God damn it how could they be arguing of all times?! I thought.
Cory was the guy in the group who was always presumed to be the laid back one. So it seemed strange to me how he could even be arguing. Though when I thought about it, I figured that Tony- being the argumentative person that he is- probably started the conflict. I don't know.
Over in the far corner I could make out Jacob's outline in front of the glow of the television. Probably trying to gather some information on our little dilemma. It's odd I'm wondering about this, but Jacob usually was quite a bit more talkative, though after his parent's died he just seemed to shut down.
I mean it seemed normal enough for someone to feel that way after their parents dying. Though Tony seemed to bounce back after one good cry, as well as the others. And as for me I'm not quite sure what happened to mine. Then again maybe were the odd ones out. It's not as if I'm not afraid for their safety, and I know it may seem selfish but for the moment I'm more worried about myself and those around me I can protect.
Oh damn, now Jacob is calling us over to watch something "important", oh well I suppose now is as good a time as any to stop writing. But even if this is the only page you get to read remember this: My friends and I were here, and we're going to try to make a difference.

~ Dagan