To Whomever Finds This,

What do I say? I’ve never written in a diary before, then again I suppose I’m too old to write in a diary, so I’ll just call this a journal. As I sit here, hidden in an abandoned diner, I can’t help but to think. That’s all I seem to do lately, think. You would think that I’m hiding from the creatures that walk the streets, but no. I’m hiding from man, the living, breathing man. Yeah, the infected are scary as hell. I swear my heart is going to split from my chest each time I encounter one, but at least I know what they want from me…..They want to rip me apart. I dread coming across people, I never know what to expect from them. I suppose that’s the reason why I have nothing but a knife on me now and not my guns. You see reader, who ever you are, I was part of a team that was sent to contain the virus. Obviously things went bad because…well look out the hole you’re hiding in. That’s a story for another day, long story short though, I was separated from my team. As I searched for them, I came across a group of men that took everything I had on my person, I guess I should be happy they didn’t rape me.

Because all the shops I came across were empty, I was forced to steal from the dead, to take the clothing they wore for my own. Does that make me bad? Am I going to hell? Am I already in hell?. Those thoughts have haunted me since all this has started. My father would have a fit if he knew that I was writing these things down, my thoughts that is. He use to say that only sinners kept diaries and journals, that if you couldn’t say it for the world and the lord to hear, then something was wrong. Very religious man my father was. If he was alive today he would say that this was the apocalypse, that God was done with us all and this was his way of punishing all the unworthy. Not sure if I believe that, I’m not sure what I believe in anymore. I do know that as I sit here in this empty diner, I currently have no faith. I can’t fathom how our “Lord” could leave us to…..this….

I fear for my sanity, and the sanity of those that are experiencing this as well. Chaos is already starting to brew, if a cure isn’t found soon, then things are going to get bad…well worse, things are already bad…..A man just came into the diner, of course I was cautious, thankfully he seemed decent enough. I wonder how long that will last. Anyways reader, I’m off in hopes of finding a shower or something…..

Take It Easy,

Yuna