Day 6, February 19, 2009

Boy has this been a hell of a bad start! The first night, I barricaded myself in an old factory. I woke up staring at a hideous zombie. Bastard left me with with a nasty infection and a few bad bite wounds. I spent the next few days wandering in a daze, dying, until I got to a hospital. St Matheos's Hospital in Crooketon to be more specific. It's a nice, well-lit place and I'm going to find a bed to lay on for the night. If things are this rough in a green neighborhood, I can't imagine the horrors that await in the red zones ahead. Note to self: should have brought more guns.

Day 1, February 14, 2009

Happy Valentine's Day! The zombies tried to get me last night. I guess I picked the wrong hotel to stay in! I'm not as rested as I'd like to be, but the show must go on. So I waited in Pritchard Grove Railway Station in New Arkham to see if anyone would show. Only two survivors were around to see me off. Freelancersvk and Itrid, this is my shoutout to you! I grabbed a last few supplies and headed out.