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Friday, 12.12.2004

My hungry diary,

As we passed through the shopping district, there were so many Korean, Vietnamese and Taiwanese restaurants that I must've drooled so much, that the walking corpses would ignore me and look me as one of them. But as could be guessed, everything would've been spoiled and we didn't even bother to stop and check out. We did stop at a small independent radio station, but it was presumably abandoned. Oh, it was barricaded quite well, but since we didn't hear any reply to calls, we moved on to find anything that could work as a communication tool. Are we near the suburbs yet? How big is this city anyways?

Thursday, 11.12.2008

My childish diary,

We passed the big shopping street full of Thanksgiving and Christmas sales. It just comes earlier every year. This Christmas won't be so cheery though, if we even survive it. Then again, all that I could've done is wonder the streets and shopping centers, wishing for family or loved one with whom I'd spend my Christmas with. Then I'd just end up playing games with my friend and ordering many "Christmas" pizzas. But for this Christmas Santa, I wish I will survive. Nothing else. I've been a good boy.

Wednesday, 10.12.2008

My confused diary,

Why didn't anyone tell me it's Wednesday? I thought it was Tuesday. It doesn't matter which day is it in middle of this chaos, it's just confusing to find out that I've missed one day from my life. When did I miss it? What did I miss? What happened during that time? Did secret agents from my company come and put an implant in me while I was sleeping? Was I abducted by aliens? Am I in the Matrix? What kind of conspiracy is this? What if that Chris I'm following isn't really a human but some alien or program to watch my movements? For some good news, we saw a helicopter above the city today. It missed us though, but at least we know someone still cares for this place. Army helicopter, to be precise. Wonder if we should head for the highest building in this city and start to camp there?

Monday, 8.12.2008

My sluggish diary,

The movement through this big city via foot has been slow for many reasons. We move mostly during the dark when it's harder to notice us (it's damn scary though), we have to dodge every wandering corpse, dog, bird, cat, etc. to minimize the contamination, search through every store for dried and canned food, climb over rubble and car wrecks, and my condition isn't athletic type. I was glad when we stopped by the drugs store to get some bandages, and I stashed some vitamin pills for myself. We've been walking for days now, and still no sign of city's limits and we're still in downtown! It's gonna take forever! Hope we'll find a monster truck and just drive through everything we see and get rid of this place for once and for all.

Monday, 1.12.2008

My snowy diary...

We finally ascended to the street level. We presumed that their sight haven't enhanced during the mutation, thus moving at night gives us an advantage. To them also, a flashlight in the dark attracts them like moths to lightsabers. Having one of those with me wouldn't mind me at all. Or Mark III, we could just fly the hell out of here. Gee, should have built a battle robot or a small jet instead of working at the cure, but hey, I'm no Tony Stark. The snow falling from the sky is the only beautiful thing I've seen in this town for months. I can still remember how this street was filled with noises of Christmas carols, jingle bells, Santas, crying children, angry parents shouting at them and arguing at each others. Sigh. I'd trade that nightmare to this situation anytime. I even missed Thanksgiving. I hope we'll make it to live this Christmas. Wonder if anyone will notice our footprints...

Sunday, 30.11.2008

My smelly diary...

We managed to escape from facility through the sewers, and I believe I stepped on my old pizza I had during June. I'm all glad that human sense of smell gets used to different scents really fast. But not fast enough, as I managed to spill my old noodles on my shoes and sound like those people wandering on the street for a moment. Which brings me a thought and makes me wonder how do they know what to attack? I've seen them eating each others when in need of nourishment, as this situation isn't anything like that 28 Days movie. Perhaps if they rely on scent, we could somehow bath in their body organs to... No.

Wednesday, 19.11.2008

My saving diary,

After been trapped for so long in this city, I'm finally rescued. Not the kind of rescue I'd have imagined, but better than nothing. He's a cop, name was Greendfield or Copperfield, can't remember, had to do something with the colour, looking for his partner or sister or whatever. Can't really imagine that someone else has survived in this whole mess, as all the population look like Peter Jackson's Braindead. Of course he was quite surprised to see me, almost shot me in the face. Guess I look so pale from being indoors for so long. Or because I'm such a nerd scientist. Heard from him that they already tried to use the army troops, but these creeps don't go down so easily, and the infection spreads so fast. I'm just worried if this thing works on animals like flies, small birds, fish, etc. We're screwed.

Sunday, 19.10.2007

My surviving diary,

It has been over month since I recorded anything from my studies. I've tried to save the electricity for my research on finding the cure. The police force of the city has been completely wiped out. They've sent army troops, with failure. The emergency power supply of this city and the facility ran out today as I was so close to my breakthrough in my research, ironically. I'm also afraid that the government denies this whole incident and consider that nobody's left alive in this city. The streets are swarming with diseased necrotic bodies, and they continue to function even though they've been left out without any nutrition. I suspect that their changed metabolism combined with their new feeding habits have kept them alive longer than hoped for. I'm running out of food and water soon, and my only hope is to escape from here, if I manage to find some kind of transportation to pass through all this rubble, wrecked vehicles and festering corpses. The odds are against me, and whoever reads this will know that I've been lucky for managing to survive even this long. Or cursed. the sounds around me keep echoing in my head and making me paranoid, and the silence that flows in the air sometimes makes my mind creating different voices. If I only could get a signal to my laptop or cellular phone, there could be hope. Bah, I bet Friedrich Nietzsche's laughing out there for my dreams, waiting for me to come out just to drag me into this chaotic situation. The more I think about this, the more I just wanna go berzerk and burst out from this apartment and start shooting everything that moves. I bet I'll be so delirious that I'll shoot the ones that are coming to save me. What a way to go.

Monday, 15.9.2008

My energized diary,

I managed to sneak into the maintenance room and set the emergency electicity on. The wires were bitten by someone or something. Must've been the rat that escaped from the lab. No, I've been eating too many chocolate bars and not thinkin straight. No way some rodent can grow some intelligence in just few days. But seeing what has happened just in few days here, I think I should be ready for almost anything. What I saw from the window on my way back here, the whole city is in chaos. I can't even tell who's infected and who's normal. I'm not sure if I wanna go out there. Hope people have evacuated, hope they've managed to contain this whole epidemic. Also managed to gather some random stuff to my room, like flashlights, binoculars, extra batteries, noodles, and a gun with extra clip. I feel like from some video game...

Wednesday, 10.9.2008

My dark diary...

They cut off the power. Or that's what I thought at first. When the night came, I noticed from the window that none of the buildings in the city had any electricity. I'm trying to save power from my laptop as much as possible. I think I can make the vaccine from my current work progress, needs just a little final tunings, but the problem is that the equipment in the laboratory don't have any power for progressing. I'd need to go down to the electricity room and see if I can switch on the emergency power. For some reason it didn't go on automatically, considering how much stuff will be spoiled if the temperature drops in our cooling units. Or, in worst case scenario, it has been on for days now, but it went empty. What then? I need to get out of this city then, I guess. Where's Rambo?