User:Sandy Skye /Sandy Skye's Journal

January 13, 2009

It's been three years now since the first outbreak. Somehow, this hospital has been free of murderers and zombies. But today, the generator in the basement stopped, and they got in. Half the staff were murdered before the army saved us. We re-barricaded the doors and windows, and refueled the generator. But I've had enough of living in fear! It's about time I left this dreadful place, healing people with vicious bite marks. Tomorrow, at dawn, I will leave and try to find a way out of town, or at least to assist the fight against the undead...

January 14, 2009

I just left the hospital. Always remembering to carry my diary with me where ever I may go, I'm sitting inside a fire station writing this. I couldn't read the name of the damn station, though, so oh well. I've decided that, to aid my survival, I'll gather a group of survivors, who are all, like me, an anthro of some sort, and we'll all duke it out through this crisis as a team. I'm starting to feel slightly tired... But, I did manage to heal someone who was fighting a zombie earlier today. I'm proud of myself, knowing I can still help the community, even though I'm no good at combat... Well, I'm going to bed. Glad there's an extra bunk here...

January 15, 2009

Same things are going on as was yesterday's news. I kipped outside to try to get some fresh, morning air, and while outside, I decided to go looking for some more supplies. Apon scavenging the surrounding area, I find I can't get anywhere. I would try to jump rooftop to rooftop, but that... that's really scary. I think my brother, Autumn, said he was going to come here soon, but that's all I could get before the phone lines were disconnected. And I just realised... I left my cell phone back at the hospital. Ha ha... We just got a new survivor today, name of Zackwell. He tagged over the old tag, telling us to keep the department barricaded strongly, about his love for... my brother. Creepy. I shall go to bed now... Oh! I just found a fire axe under my mattress! I'll have to learn how to use this baby!

January 16, 2009

Looks like not all is lost. I just got another member to the group, a firefighter. Zack slept all day, and someone came in and murdered one of our number. Someone drug him out, I'm not sure who, but this is becoming serious. I went outside today, and nearly got attacked by a zombie. Damn thing was agile, I couldn't hit it! No matter how hard I swung my axe, it would dodge my every swing... I need to learn how to handle this thing better. Apon inspection of the local hospital, I find that there's no supplies. I can't heal anyone with two empty first aid kit boxes... I'll have to go out and check again later today. This is Sandy Skye, signing out.

January 17, 2009

Not much to put just now. I went outside, swung my axe like a mad person. Damn thing was too fast for me. I ran back to the fire station, and continued my conversation with our newest member. (He likes Furcadia too? Wow. I'm a lucky Vulpix!)