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| ''This journal is a documentation of my experiences in the city of '''Malton'''. | |||
I hope that it reaches out to those who read it as I '''fear''' my life is in constant '''jeopardy'''.'' | |||
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--[[User:Nursefighteradam|Nursefighteradam]] 15:38, 23 January 2014 (UTC) | |||
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== Entry #8 == | |||
'''Entry #8 Interception''' | |||
|I’ve been in my church hiding from the world, trying to plan my next move.<br> | |||
I have learned that I must move and be careful of my surroundings as the creatures are everywhere.<br> | |||
I have come to understand that many of the buildings are blocked off within the area to prevent attack<br> or further damage from occurring. I need to be strong, skilled and smart in planning my next move.<br><br> | |||
When I started moving through the streets I noticed that many are empty and that it seems there are<br> now more zombies starting to wander the area. Staying within one place may get me killed… but I could<br> stay here and be protected? Unless they eventually find me from my scent..<br><br> | |||
As I am dwelling on all of this I can hear a noise in the distant background, it startles me as my thoughts<br> turn to creatures that could possibly be wandering about the church searching for prey. As I turn I notice<br> where the noise is coming from and dig through my backpack only to pull out my radio.<br><br> | |||
The sound is muffled so I change the tuning until it slowly becomes clear…<br><br> | |||
"This is Dr. Henry Ross of St."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"Hospital…."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"I repeat St. Alexander's Hospital"<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"If you can hear me out there you’re not alone"<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"I repeat you’re not alone"<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"Whatever your need of medical assistance..."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"I will gladly apply first aid to you as I have supplies."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"If anyone is listening I have had it rough."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"I have been on the run from place to place running..."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"...running from those things...zombies whatever you call..."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"them."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"but It's probably not worse than some of your stories"<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"I've got a tip for anyone who is listening..."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"run from the hordes, and if they break in run."<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
".. and find a new safe place to hide"<br> | |||
……*static*………<br> | |||
"that is all I have to say. Have a nice day everyone"<br> | |||
……*static*………<br><br> | |||
[[File:Radio1.jpg]]<br><br> | |||
The radio itself begins to cut out and I start to think of the message. “Is it safe for me to run out and<br> provide help to someone in need…<br> | |||
Especially, with what I have been through?”<br><br> | |||
I continue to change channels within the radio to see if I can pick up any other messages.<br> | |||
I manage to detect one individual who mentions a “giant city in the sky”, “setting a record in one<br> building before it being destroyed” and “surviving and thriving.” I think this person is a little insane but<br> who wouldn’t be after going through this infested city? (Especially, the loneliness aspect)<br><br> | |||
All of a sudden a bright light spreads across the room illuminating everything it touches. I look quickly to<br> see the source as I duck to hide because I don’t wish to be seen. In the distance I see a flare in the sky,<br> flying overhead the tall buildings.<br><br> | |||
“It must be a sign,” I think to myself. Do I risk it? I pack up my supplies and take the leap of faith yet<br> again hoping I am not walking towards a trap. It should be alright, I have my plans…<br> | |||
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----[[User:Nursefighteradam|Nursefighteradam]] 10:34, 25 January 2014 (UTC) | |||
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