Journal Log
Haha, this feel strange. I haven't kept a journal since I was in kindergarten. Whelp, it's been a month since this whole thing started, I'm surprised I'm still here to be honest. I thought those zombies had my number at the start when I climbed out the window. Luckily I managed to reach a emergency ladder and climb to the top, hen I hid in one of the ventilation ducts. It took a few days for things to calm down, if only a little. I didn't bother running away, since most others who tried to escape didn't make it.
Zelda and October have done a great job of keeping things afloat, meanwhile I've just been trucking along. Going to to find food and water when I can, and then just taking it easy. No point in worrying over everything.
I've been keeping myself occupied when I haven't been sleeping or working at the apartment. Theres a few cars left over in the car packs. Most look pretty bunged up, but I hope if I can find the right parts I could fix them. Though car batteries are a rare commodity, and I don't have the best tools for the job. But at least it gives me something to do.
Theres been rumors that people are coming in seven days to help us. I hope thats true, since things aren't looking too good at the moment. If not, then if I can get a car to work, I can go and find help myself. The hole world can't be affected by this...can it?