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I went on some recon scouting today, with a particular highlight on getting to Thompson mall.<br/>
I went on some recon scouting today, with a particular highlight on getting to Thompson mall.<br/>
On my way, I was inside a police station, although the station was fairly barricaded, two Zeds managed to find their way in.<br/>
On my way, I was inside a Hospital, although the place was fairly barricaded, two Zeds managed to find their way in.<br/>
As I was busy taking care of one of them "'''''wit me ol fireaxe'''''", someone surprised him with a well aimed syringe,<br/>
As I was busy taking care of one of them "'''''wit me ol fireaxe'''''", someone surprised him with a well aimed syringe,<br/>
and instead of helping me with the other one, Said:<br/>
and instead of helping me with the other one, he said:<br/>
"You folks deal with the second one" as he walked to another part of the station.<br/>
"You folks deal with the second one".<br/>
What the hell?<br/>
What the hell?<br/>
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Travel Journal



November 1st 2008 - Day 38
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Found this book while looking around in Giddings mall,
might be useful.

Maybe Im just new to this city, but There are probably 40 Zeds outside the buildings window and Im scared like hell,
There Is NO way I'm Dying again, not If I have anything to say abo





I have no idea what day this is November 9th 2008 - Day 46
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Jesus Christ, what the hell happened?, last thing I remember was writing in this book when the barricades collapsed.
I stopped writing, Got up and after that I woke up here with a splitting headache and a needle in my neck
Well, for now Im Going to go look for somewhere familiar, And find some more survivors cuz theres no one in sight



Well, Some girl called Alex was kind enough to tell me Im in Eastonwood, Though one street up north is already Shuttlbank,
If Im not wrong, Darvall Heights isnt that far from here, I think I want to pay a visit to that Caiger mall
everyones talking about, Besides I was air-dropped into Darvall Heights on my first day here, so I guess Its like going home, in a way


OH FUCK OH FUCK, he BIT me, That goddamn zombie bit me, Im losing a lot blood here, I better find a First Aid Kit Or Im done for







November 24th 2008 - Day 59
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Damn, it sure feels great to be alive again, I didnt fare so well since the last time I wrote,
some Zeds broke in over the night and attacked while I was wounded (and frankly, quite dying).
It seems that every time I wake up Im in a different part of the city.
Anyways, Ive talked to this guy called Holtz, he says hes part of some group of survivors called "HOPE",
I just might join them..





November 25th 2008 - Day 60
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I went on some recon scouting today, with a particular highlight on getting to Thompson mall.
On my way, I was inside a Hospital, although the place was fairly barricaded, two Zeds managed to find their way in.
As I was busy taking care of one of them "wit me ol fireaxe", someone surprised him with a well aimed syringe,
and instead of helping me with the other one, he said:
"You folks deal with the second one".
What the hell?


On a side note:
Since the military wisely decided that I don't need to go through some gun training on bootcamp,
I took the liberty of practicing a bit here and there