Journal Log
I don't understand why they're asking me to record what has happened to me, but oh well. There're gonna give me loot for it so why not.
It's hard to write when you can't see so I'll be brief. Zombies came and attacked our university. I tried to escape, but I soon found out everywhere else had been overrun, so I returned to the university and hid there for a few days. Corey, Charlie and Charlotte have taken command and have helped to keep us safe. The three golden C's.
For the past month it's been a living nightmare. Trying to scavenge as much food as you can, and avoid the infected. Though they're aren't as dangerous as the undying. You don't want to face those things...ugh.
At first there were hundreds in the university, but that number has quickly dwindled. Many perished in the first few days, and as time past the rest of us learned how to survive. Team up and keep close, and don't go out by yourself after dark.
But that was just the first trial. The second is trying to survive with the humans left. The other factions are at war with us now, and it makes me feel uneasy to say that I may have to fight off people soon.
I miss my computer. I miss being able to absorb myself in my fantasy games, it was always a escape for me when things got dicy. Now the only thing I got left is hope. Maybe after these seven days have passed, things will get back to normal.