What a shit show.

The beach is crawling with undead, Dearest Diary.. and its not looking good.

Yesterday, on my way to the AES Shelter, I encountered a horde of them, all trying to get their way inside. Thankfully, I wasnt alone. A man named Conner, a woman with green hair whos name escapes me (but who i owe a drink) and Claire all helped to block off the road leading from the beach to AES with an abandoned ambulance. Of course, that meant I was bait to lure the dead heads away while they worked, but better me then someone else.

The real problem is.. what happens when those undead break through the barrier and come storming the rest of the way into Arklay?

The ship that was carrying those dead is half sunk in the water, but there could a real chance for finding some much needed supplies among the wreckage… IF we can clear the beach.. and thats a BIG if.. theres just so damned many of the dead mulling about.

Cant write long today, Diary… playing bait left me with a swollen ankle and some painful bruises that i think will only be eased by a few shots of Coaches moonshine.. god that stuff tastes just like Pa’s. Strong enough to strip the chrome off a Buick, just they way it should be.

-X