User:Nursefighteradam/journal

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. --Nursefighteradam 15:38, 23 January 2014 (UTC) Entry #1 Entry #1 The Beginning Of The End... Today I found my first faithful companion. Some time has passed since I have had true company. Unfortunately it lies within an ax that I have discovered in a fire hall... I've recently discovered survivors; however they were hiding inside a building and were too terrified to speak. Maybe they had no trust for me with the chaos that wanders the streets? I call a local church my sanctuary as it houses me, provides for me and allows me the distance to write. Oddly enough the comfort I fear won't be long lived as the dark presence that looms over the city is defiant of hope. "I must remain strong!" There was one incident recently that has me startled...During the evening, I stumbled upon someone lying in the distance with three dark figures standing above. I couldn't hear much from where I was positioned.I was prepared for the communication that I longed for. So I gathered myself and approached, offering a hand of help as I had thought it was needed. The figures started to reveal themselves to me as I grew closer. They were corpses much like those I encountered from before, there was a distinct difference because of the increased rot and scent of decay that emanated about them. I struck out of instinct, fired my axe wildly at the air only to strike them enough to cause some wounds but not enough to incapacitate. I couldn't save the one lying on the ground as they were dead and lifeless. I ran... than hid from my hunters, later at night I went back only to find the same body that was on the ground...missing...vanished into existence... --Nursefighteradam 19:09, 24 January 2014 (UTC) Entry #2 Entry #2 Bump In The Night.. ...My dreams torment me.... Nursefighteradam 04:56, 25 January 2014 (UTC) Entry #3 Entry #3 Like A Hot Knife Through Butter.. I remember when I was a boy my father used to teach me how to use an axe to chop wood. He did this once for me as he always seemed preoccupied with his life. He was a very quiet individual, didn’t say anything unless he really had to "discipline" you, “Straighten you out” is what he would say… I never knew those times of self-therapy, striking wood with an axe would come in handy later in my life. I’ve been practising in the church striking anything I could find because I felt I would need it’s basics in order to survive. Today, I took out my first victim… He tried hunting me in the streets and I prepared myself well ahead of time. It didn’t take much, only a swift swing to the head…therapeutic… You have Hand-to-Hand Combat (+15% to melee attacks.) You have Axe Proficiency (An extra +15% when attacking with an axe.) Nursefighteradam 10:34, 25 January 2014 (UTC)