Sits on the damn grass surrounded by trees, keeping vigilant of her surroundings for creepers and prey to hunt. She takes off her backpack and reaches inside feeling for the leather bound journal she found about six months back. She had not really kept to a regime of writing in it and didn’t really know why she still carried it, perhaps it was a comfort of her previous life or maybe just something to leave behind once her corpse was a rotting killing machine. She takes out a beat up biro from a side pocket and begins to write.

I have no idea what date it is, but who is keeping track these days, its almost two years since the world turned to shit and things just seem to get worse and worse instead of improving… Lets just call this DAY ZERO. As mentioned before we found a camp with around ten others and stayed with them for a while… Well like everything else that got royally fucked. A horde of those fucked monstrosities, ravaged the camp about a week ago. Luckily me and Willow made it out safe by hiding under an old broke down camper we had been sleeping in. The rest of them though, fuck it was a bloodbath, they didn’t see it coming… Now they are all hungry for flesh and walking around like some dawn of the dead shit.
Me and Puddin made our way north and came across a run down looking town called Arkay… Yippie Arkay Mothertuckers! It seems safe enough and the people have been decent so far but I am keeping cautious of trusting anyone here. I have made that mistake before and it almost cost me the life of my Puddin, NEVER AGAIN!!!
Decided to try hunting today, been sitting in a wood for about an hour now and not seen shit… starting to think the creepers or the other people have sucked this place dry. Maybe my efforts would be better spent searching houses or something, Lord knows I haven’t ever hunted an animal before and with a knife and a bat…. I don’t back my chances of catching anything. I need to though coz I have little money and everything here costs!!! Gonna try and get some kind of job in the town, there is a bar that had a help wanted sign up so maybe there I can at least make enough to keep me and Puddin in water and food. Anyway I will write again soon better get back to this hunting gig.

If you have found this journal… I guess Hi. Oh and FUCK YOU! For lasting longer than I did!

Delphine Von Drenth. – Arklay