User:Vokun
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Vokun is a soldier at the rank of private; he has black hair that falls just below his ears and a beard, since he doesn't have anything to shave with. He wears a black trenchcoat with the emblem showing he is a Private on his right sleeve.
Diary
November 25, 2007: Sunday, 7:16PM
What a bloody day. Tons of zombies, I have no ammunition. I'm hungry as hell, I haven't eaten in 6 days. Tomorrow, I'm finding some god damn food.
November 23, 2007: Friday, 3:13PM
First entry: Searched around, ended up in Moorse Cinema. Found an old evacuation pamphlet and threw it away. Attacked a zombie several times...and missed every damn time. Resting a bit, I'm pretty tired.
Second entry: Saw a flare about a mile away; not gonna move, though. I'm in a well barricaded building, and I'm still pretty tired. Nope, not gonna move.
Third entry: Holy fuck. I checked out the bank next to this place for about 20 minutes, and I come back...this sleeping guy, who was alive, is now dead in the street. There's still another sleeping guy in the cinema, though...wonder if he was coming here, and that guy was his friend.
