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Day 1: *Woke up feeling dazed and cannot remimber anything for the life of me....who am I? Feel's something in pocket* What is this? *pull what appears to be a wallet out of his pocket and reads the contents* Hmm..apparently my names is Sunka, Ah, i remember that. I am Twenty years old and I'm in the army reserves....but this address...seems so familiar. I guess I'll go to it. *stands up and brushes his pants noticing that they're lightly spattered with blood and looks at them for a few seconds before hearing a faint moan somewhere in the distance* What on earth? Oh well, better hurry....i dont know what happened but it looks like a hell hole here... *walks a few block down the road and notices a woman in a suit covered in blood staggering about, he rushes to her* MA' AM are you alright?! *slowly the woman turns to him and he takes a few staggering steps back when her face reveals its covovered in fresh and dried blood, her eyes are white with no color except the feint color of blood. She lunges at him trying to grab at his arm moaning very eerily and triying to bite at his arm. They fall over a broken muffler and she slowly crawls over him trying to bite at his throat, his arm being up at her neck is the only thing holding her back, she has an unnatural strength and he's starting to lose the battle when he feels a hook bladed knife attached to his back pocket and swiftly flicks it open and in a panic stabs her in the back of the neck and swipes the knife sideways. She falls limp and cold. He throws her aside breathing heavily and flicks his knife in a motion to clean the blood form the blade, he then closes the knife and puts it back on his side* "Wh-what in the world was that all about? And why did this woman attack me when i tried to help?" *his head pounds heavily a few times and he grabs his temple in mild pain* Ow...i better get to this location fast. *he starts to walk but then hears gunshots and screams in the distance and breaks off into a light jog until he hears glass breaking in the store beside him. He stops and slowly approaches as he hears a few different moans and a few gunshots and sickening crushing sounds followed by a series of blood-curdling screams and he breaks off into a mild sprint as the screams die down slowly.* What in the hell is going on!! *he makes it to the building listed in his wallet and remembers its the apartment complex he stays in, he knocks on the door and its followed by a scared and worried voice* "Wh..who is there? Are you infected? Have you been bitten? Hurry up before they see you! *he explains everything to her quickly and she leads him inside, she looks around slowly outside and shuts the door extra careful not to make any noise, then bars the door back and gets help from a nearby civilian to place the heavy concrete block back in front of the door* Oh, so its you Sunka! Im so glad to see you're alright, everythings been going hectic. We've been needing all the help we can get here. *he looks at her puzzled and explains he has forgotten everything up to the point of waking up just about an hour ago. She looks down a bit sad but then smiles and pats his shoulder and tells him his room number. He thanks her and heads to his room on the third floor, he notices the door has been kicked in and his belongings have been scattered about. He makes his way slowly in the room when he hears the sound of cracking glass, he looks around quickly and draws his knife again when he realizes that its only a picture under his feet. He kneels down and brushes the dust, dirt, and glass away from the photo of what appears to be him and a very beautiful woman together sharing a kiss. "Wh...who is she? And why dont i remember?" A tear rolls down his cheek and he is puzzled as to why. He decides it best to get some rest as the sun is going down now after all, the woman said just before he left he had early morning guard from 4 to 6.
End of day one.
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Title:
Journal of a survivor
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Artist:
Kitsune Mayonaka
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Description:
My idea for a journal of a survivor of the zombie apocolypse. Its still in progress and i JUST finished this Day (or chapter) at like 3:11 pm on Teusday Jan 4th. I know there are possible grammar errors and spelling errors so dont be a Grammar and spelling Nazi! *runs hook knife across shardpening stone* But anyway, this is a rought idea
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Date:
01/04/2011
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Tags:
journal
survivor
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