Journal:Cpl. Adrian Shephard
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| Hello. This journal is the property of Adrian Shephard, former corperal in the Military Quarantine enforcers, later soldier in the rag-tag unoffical Army Control Corps, and later the co-founder of The Shadowfall Organization. As of my writing this, I am just another survivor. But I'm taking the time to explain whats happening around me. I'll do my best to write in this every day, though I make no promises should I die.
Though, since you are reading this, I'm either with you now and you can ask me as much as you like, or I'm dead and either you've pillaged this off of my corpse or found it somewhere. In any case, I hope this enlightens you. |
2008
Friday, December 12th (Level 24)
7:06 AM
Well, Roachtown seemed safe, but I had to keep moving. I've been listening to the External Military Reports, used the Necronet access feed my DNA scanner has, and apparently the place was declared a red zone today. I packed up my stuff, headed south. Stopped by Floyde Stadium and tagged the place, and now I'm in a Factory at 45,52. We'll see if I get another chance to update this today, but I'll have to rest for a while first.
4:17 PM
Rested up for the day, then set out. I'm in what the Survivor's Guide to Malton (I always wonder who wrote this thing...) calls Mocker territory, holed up in the The Harrold Museum. Near enough to what Necronet is calling a safe-ish area. I'll continue later.
Some dude is in here too, not too talkative. Looks pretty damn green, but he's got a nasty looking axe, so I figure he's doing okay.
Thursday, December 11th (Level 24)
Dear lord.
Been... ugh. I have no idea how long it's been. Last time this happened was... a year ago? I got into a fight, damn zacks nearly overran the damn place and I got hit on the head pretty damn hard. Woke up about a month later, inside the attic. Some damn SOB had kept me alive, then taken off at some point. Small mercies. The whole suburb was nearly empty...
Anyways.
Roughly the same thing happened. I was in... where was it, a mall? Can't remember which. Well, someone had made up some sort of saferoom down in the basement, and I got locked in there for a while looking for a file. Took me until now to get the damn thing unlocked. Turns out Malton's in the middle of a Zed population spurt, and everything in the nearest suburbs was smashed to all hell.
I managed to get okay, and I'm holed up in a junkyard in Roachtown after running 'till my lungs hurt. Near as I can figure now that my damn GPS broke down, it's at coordinates 51 and 34.
