((This is an in character journal written by Kimberly Young. This should not be used at all for any in character purposed unless you find out where her journal is…))

*The writing is written carefully and neatly, there is blood and dirt smudged all over the page*

Day 307.

I don’t usually sit down and write how I feel, but it’s becoming a comfort of some kind, it keeps my mind off all the madness which surrounds me. There was a vigil a week ago at the beach front, I didn’t manage to go, I couldn’t bare going, I didn’t want to remember who I had lost on the way. I wanted to forget it.

I’m finding it pretty hard to cope recently and I’m lucky if I get some water and an apple from Eve, and I swear that she’s put the prices up for those god damn apples. I started work at the Arklay Emergency Services, It’s good pay I guess and I haven’t yet came into contact with anyone who has BEBOV-Z , I try and imagine that I’m working at a normal hospital in a normal town, but it’s almost impossible, the smell of rotten flesh and guts fill the air and it knocks me sick.

I’m counting each day. I’m not too sure how long I’m going to survive for. I didn’t even expect to survive 3 hours never mind 307 days.

Kimberly…