[[All entries are assumed to be written in Russian. For the sake of this Journal the entries are translated into English so the players can follow the story as it progresses.]]

March 23…

Today was a slow day. Spent the majority of the day at work. Why? Why not? Got a new doll working there, though I forgot to ask her damn name. Experience in a gentleman’s club before the outbreak she said. Well, she’ll have a chance to prove that of course. Apparently she spoke to Red. I haven’t seen him in a while, but then most of my time has been in the office or at home. Going in for check ups for this arm, and that’s about it. I have people watching the streets for me, others.. well. Some are keeping their distance, and likely for good reason. That attack didn’t exactly make this place very endearing to others, but more and more people have been coming by for work. That is the silver lining in all of this. That… and I can move my arm.. not much.. but enough that I can at least bend it at the elbow now.

All in all.. Slow day, but I suspect things will pick up.. soon.