So the camping thing ain’t gonna work. The hell are we gonna stay in a fucking tent when theres walkers in the woods. We made a fence outta some of the junk laying around but its still no good. May as well stick a sign up sayin’ “All ya can eat!”.

I left Rae in town to go look for Jon and Bex. Then the quake hit and the water came. I couldn’t get back. I never found  Bex or Jon either…but I know Bex is here I found her car not far from the bridge in.

I managed to get back this morning. I’ve shown Rae a place I found. I dunno if the water knocked the earth away and formed a niche, or if its always been there and just got overlooked. Either way we claimed it. Its safer than where we were . Solid rock on three sides beats a canvas tent. Theres room for Jon and Bexi if we ever fucking find them.

Rae seems more at ease now. She fell asleep in the spot I found. Place ain’t so bad with a fire burning. im gonna drag one of the old mattresses I saw in the abandoned apartments. We could have stayed in those. But every fucker knows about them. We would have to guard our shit from thieves. This way nobody knows where we are. And the walkers….if they can’t see us…they can’t take a chunk outta us.

So long as the water level don’t raise none we be okay where we are. Never thought Id see the day I lived in a fucking hole…then again, I never thought Id see the day my next door neighbour tried to eat my arm!