Apr. 3rd, 2008

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The outbreak had began while I was in a hospital (it looked more like a hotel) and we saw what was happening, so, we locked the floor down, hunted for any strays who might be infected. We found none, thank the gods.

We knew we weren't in a good place on the fourth floor, but, we couldn't risk getting down or going outside. So we gathered up our supplies, my father, a man in his 50's who was balding in the dream set up a good system to keep the doors closed. A lot of them were massed outside so he set it up to where the door would open just enough for him to let one get into it and shoot it in the head. This worked well except when some rogue group who was going around, taking everyones supplies appeared.

They took our guns, and the idiots forgot to close the door properly and wouldn't let him, one got in, and it bit him.

They came along and saw and stabbed him in the heart, saying they would have fun with him once he was undead.

They locked me in a cupboard while I screamed and begged for my fathers life. Later on, the zombies got them, and ate them and us.
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Back to the real me....and to the proper time.

I was looking out a window, shortly after outbreak. Some of the roads were working properly, the gods only know how, but people managed to figure out a way to keep them running. We refused to go out there...

Somehow, Nathaniel got bitten and I had to shoot him when he tried to attack me. Later on they found some way to restore those who were infected, and, those who had been killed.

He called and reprimanded me for blowing his brains out, because, did I know how hard it was once you had your brain put back together? That shit really fucked with his head...

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YAY WEIRD DREAMS.

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