| Well, I woke up today. That's always something nice, especially in this day and age. Well, anyway, I walked down to the lobby and I found that some of the barricade was missing!
I didn't worry about this too much though- there are plenty of other people here to fix it up -but I walked into the waiting room to see who was in need of some help.
When I got there, someone collapsed due to an infection! I tried to help them, but they turned into a zombie and stood up... I let it roam around, I can't do anything to hurt one of them.
Anyway, I still only had time to help one person today... a firefighter named Osvald Bruzen. Apparently, even with all the zombies roaming around the city, there aren't too many actual fires around here. He said he was just here to spend the night, get some healing and fight a few zombies.
I wonder if anyone actually defends this place...
Although they might, I did see some graffiti advertising some people called the D.I.T.P.S., I wonder what they do.
I just read a pamphlet, aparently they are "a survivor group in Dulston, dedicated to assisting survivors by providing in-patient, out-patient, and field medical services." Maybe I should get to know them.
I saw the zombie from earlier get killed. The man probably didn't see the zombie die from an infection earlier... I felt kind of sad as they dragged its body out of the hospital. Better outside than in here, though. I guess.
Another guy died from an infection. I barely even caught it. He fell out of a door near me. A soldier - I think his name was Ivano - quickly took care of it as it stood up and lunged at someone. I still felt kind of bad when that one was dragged away...
There was a request for help at a Police Department north of where I'm located. I feel awful that I couldn't help, but I'm way too tired to even get up there. I don't even have any first aid kits to help with... oh well. I'm sure they'll be alright. I hope.
I was awakened by a loud radio advertisement for Zomb-B-Good - I think that was it. Everyone seemed to ignore it though, someone muttered something about the person just making it up.
I was rudely awakened... again. People were yelling about something. Well, I didn't see much of a problem, at first. Its always dark in the On Call Room - so that we can actually get some sleep - so I didn't see that a certain someone destroyed our generator.
That ticks me off, you know? Now the surgeons can't perform surgery, and the whole place is dark. What are we supposed to do now? Who would do that?
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