User:Mathx314
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I don't know what is happening to this world. It seems like so long ago that I had served this city as a police officer, protecting the people from crime. But now, life has changed. Under the quarantine, my life has come to nothing more than survival.
I've heard rumors of a group just north of here, that call themselves the Abandoned. They aid people like myself, after they fall into the grasps of this plague striking our world. It seems only right that after protecting people all my life, I turn my gun to aid survival, to aid others like myself, to save this beloved city of Malton.
May 5, 2006
I think I forgot I had this thing. Maybe I had a pen. Maybe I was (and it still pains me to write this), dead. Regardless, I haven't been updating my journal. I headed over to Millen Hills today, to help with the clean-up effort. I informed a few of my Abandoned teammates of matters there, and also took a zombie.
I headed further, and was disgusted to find a police department locked up so tight I couldn't fit in. Meanwhile, a building next door that the Abandoned tries to keep locked up was not locked up enough. I fixed that easily enough, with a bit of help from the others hanging out in there.
April 20, 2006
I've been spending a bunch of time hanging out at Bale Mall. The nice people hanging out there have been showing me the in's and out's of finding weapons, ammo, and other shit. But it's been bringing back memories that are now painful for me, in particular, shopping with my wife and daughter. They were away visiting her parents when the quarantine hit, so they're outside of the government borders. They probably think I'm dead.
Regardless, the siege on Yagoton seems to have ended, so The Abandoned and the Revive Clinic have been cleaning up. Things have calmed down, but there are still plenty of zeds hanging out throughout the city, so I've been retraining my skills on them.
April 16, 2006
This is the first Easter I can remember since the quarantine. And I feel like shit. I think that I may have been infected again, but I found myself lying down in St. Swithun's, alive again, so I'm not sure exactly what happened.
Anyways, I was especially lucky at searching around in a nearby police department in the past few days - I think I'm getting the hang of it, in fact. So today I went out hunting zeds. I took down one, and managed to blow away pieces of another before I was tired enough to return to my safehouse.
April 10, 2006
The past few days feel... hazy. Did I die? Surely I don't think that I become one of the infected (which more and more people are telling me are, indeed, zombies), but sure enough, I awoke in Millen Hills, not Yagoton, where I had been.
Regardless, I went back to Yagoton a few days ago. I reloaded my guns, and soon afterwards found out that the Newbould PD had fallen. I unloaded a few shots in there, taking down one infected, then fled back to a warehouse. It seems like the other Abandoned members trust me more now, as now I have free access to their battle plans and so on. Dunno quite yet, though.
April 1, 2006
I heard rumors that Bale Mall, not far from this PD, was under attack, so I reloaded my guns and went over.
They weren't kidding. At least twenty infected swarmed the corner where I was alone, so I unloaded all of guns. Hopefully I've done enough to try to protect those people who were still trapped inside.
March 31, 2006
There's something in the air. The infected are swarming Yagoton, so I did my part by running outside to unload a few pistol clips on some near the Moorhouse PD. I also learned a cool trick from someone inside - I jumped from the window of one building to another, so now I can bypass barricades.
Of course, this could be dangerous, but I'm not too worried. If I die, it seems that somehow I'll rise again, and I know of a revive point run by my clan. Hopefully my dead brain could find my way there.
March 27, 2006
I really I haven't written for a short while. I've been trying to stock up on ammunition so that I can try to fight some zeds in the area. So today I head out to unload a few rounds at them.
I found a few not far from the building where I was staying, there were two outside of the Whatmore Building and eight bodies scattered around. I unloaded my shotgun shells, then my pistol clips. Sadly, my marksmanship from my former life has not returned yet, so I couldn't even take one down. The flak jacket it had on probably helped it a lot, though. I headed back to safety after I ran out of ammo, and started looking for more.
Hopefully I can get enough practice in that I can protect the suburb - and the city - from these bastards better later.
March 21, 2006
Surprisingly, there's a fair amount of ammunition and even weaponry in this building which hasn't been cleaned out. Not only did I find a number of clips for my pistol, but I also found another, fully loaded pistol, a shotgun, and some ammo for that. Perhaps I was just lucky, though.
There was also an afflicted person outside the department, which I helped take down using my new equipment. Sadly, my gun skills aren't back up to what they were before the quarantine. I suppose practice makes perfect, I'll keep at it for the next few days. Maybe I can become a worthwhile member of this group after all.
March 20, 2006
The past few days have been the best since the quarantine. I've actually been talking with people, real people, and not being holed up in some building somewhere with no comfort but my pistol.
But today, I figured it would make some sense to go and get more comfortable with Yagoton. I went and visited the other police departments in the city, then headed north to Bale Mall, to do some raiding. Sadly, the mall was barricaded up to heavily, so I made a retreat back to where I had been staying the past few nights. I'll probably do some searching tonight here for more ammo, since I spent my last few pistol clips to injure a zombie. Hopefully this'll work, someone probably missed some clips somewhere in this place.
March 16, 2006
I spent yesterday holding my ground in the cathedral. From the others there I learned that all that I had to do to join the Abandoned was seek them out. I found them, and now am hiding in their own safehouse in the center of Yagoton.
It's only midday, and I still have energy to help protect the people. I probably will later, but until then, there are many other people here. I'm hoping I can make this my home, especially since it is a police department, one I remember from the time before the quarantine. It was not the one I worked for, but I still recognized it as I drove through.
More later.
March 14, 2006
I have no recollection of how I got to where I am. With only a pistol and a flak jacket, remnants from a bygone time, I am forced to survive on my own. My journey shall, under all hopes, leading me northward to the suburb of Yagoton.
I learned the date and my location by maps on the side of this fire house. Two other survivors are here as well, but we cannot stay for long. Our generator has no fuel, and the afflicted are knocking on our door. We killed one just yesterday, before it almost rended our flesh and infected us with this demonic plague. And so I departed the building, heading northward, searching for the Abandoned, of which I have heard many rumors.
According to a map I hold, I have already reached the suburb of Yagoton. But not all can be trusted here, for the Abandoned have enemies, afflicted and whole. So tonight I shall rest in a safe place, hoping that tomorrow I will be saner, and better able to find those who I wish to join. I am bedding in an old cathedral, called St. Alexander's. Tonight I shall rest easy, for tomorrow, my search truely begins.
