User:Johnny No Future/Journals and Scraps

Ackland Mall - Havercroft

June 15 2007.

Been holed up in Ackland Mall maybe a week now. Imagine choking on the same crusty box of stale cereal bars for seven plus days, more or less entombed in a Dick's Sporting Goods. Not my idea of post apocalypse fun. Found this steno near the Digi-Pal Booth where I got my last photo op. Maybe some of you fuckers survived after those things snacked on our tour bus, though I doubt it. And if you're reading this then I'm probably crawling around somewhere close, ready to make a meal out of your ass. Maybe after it's all over I'll sell all this shit to a publisher ... or maybe I'll see you guys in hell and we can all have a big fucking laugh.

June 19 2007.

Ackland Mall is little more than a fortified after hours buffet. The average diner is an undead cannibal with a taste for meat of the human variety. And half a dozen or more hungry customers are loitering anxiously at the doors. Its going to be one hell of a reception. Gave myself the five finger discount on a few paltry necessities, and headed out for less populated digs.