User:Father sanctus
Name:Father Sanctus (Father Holy; its latin for it, if I got it right)
Occupation: (Consumer class) Catholic Priest
Other Users: User:Light Master User:Bryan Stander User:Dr Salavador User:Super Fast User:Itsmy Fault User:Fire Fight
Diary of Father Sanctus
Before May 16, 2008: Ended Mass with a grim message. These horrors that plague our fair city has been spreading menacingly. The holy congragation is out of order, and the people flee in panic. I wonder about the zombies, and their lost souls. Surely, we did nothing to deserve such fate? God, why have you forsaken us?
May 16, 2008: It is time to go. The military came and took me out of my house. They drove me to Tollyton to be extracted. However, the truck was attacked, and they led me to safety. They left to make sure whoever is out there is gone. I pray for their souls, as the gunfire died down. Hearing some of these inferno demons, I picked up a golf club.
Inside a factory, I gave a blessing to those surviving in there. I decided to visit the old church from whence I worked, the St Oswald Church. I hear a good friend, Light Master, has been keeping peace in Crowbank, the suburb next to ours. I only hope he will be okay. I start praying, but the stench of death, and the rotting corpses are starting to get to me...
June 3, 2008: Someone destroyed our generator. I fixed up a new one, and prayed in the dim lights.
June 4, 2008: 1Magic destroyed yet another generator. Broadcasted on 28.01. This 1Magic, should be condemned to Hell, trying to make us suffer.
June 5, 2008: Made it to Gerrish Square Fire Department. I was trying to meet up with Light Master.
