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Svenja’s Journal (4)

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Entry 4:

I have not written in here for a few days, so let’s see if I remember most things that happened. It was not much though, the last few days were kinda calm, but that’s a good thing! Some stuff still happened.

Okay, so a few days ago I learned that the island is not as safe as I thought… I mean zombie-wise. I’ve seen a few of them wander around not far from the main city, and I even had to kill one that came a little closer and surprised me. Was Dylen right and they can cross water? I always thought they were completely unable to do that, but looks like it’s not the case. I should not let my guard down when not inside the main part of the city… well, i should probably never let my guard down anyway.

Later I returned to ‘The Eights’ and went inside, planning to start working there for my room. I headed to the main office area or whatever they call it, but before I was able to do anything, I suddenly head a voice from behind be… and as I turned around I saw a woman pointing a gun at me! Luckily it was Darla… the woman running the place. I explained her my situation and we became friends. Well, maybe not friends just yet, but she stopped pointing a gun at my face, what is almost as good as friendship here I guess.

We talked and I asked her about a real job… so I can work for the room and earn some money at the same time. She agreed. It was easier than I expected, but she told me something about odd tasks I might have to do in the future. Now I wonder what those are, but I like surprises… okay, I liked them before the apocalypse… I am not so sure if I should still like them now…

The very same day I managed to hurt myself during my first day at work. Yay! I was scared they might kick me out or so… but then I learned that they are really nice people… caring for each other, almost like family. Let me explain. Ein saw my injury and instantly offered me help… he lead me up to a room where they stock medical supplies… they did not have much, but he still used some of them on me to clean my wound and bandage it up. He’s a good guy! I think I really found a good place to stay at here at The Eights.

Two more days passed… I didn’t leave The Eights often, just to scavenge or to get something to eat in town… and just as I sat down at the… I don’t even know what to call it… that place where they sell food in the middle of town… there I sat down and then suddenly Dylen appeared! He was back and still in one piece! I was happy to his face was not eaten by zombies.

He told me he was out there, looking around and searching places he used to be at when he was in Arklay before… zombie infested places. He even told me about a plan to live there… and let me repeat this… in a zombie infested place. I told him the idea was super stupid! And all that just because he’s ‘not good with people’. Damn, really? I think I have to protect Dylen from now on like he protected me so far… even if I can only talk him out of such suicide plans until I get a real weapon.

I told him about The Eights and that he should try to get a job there too so we can both stay behind the safety their walls. It took a while to convince him, but then he agreed. However… since then I haven’t seen him again. I hope he doesn’t plan to do his own thing now that we are finally here… that would suck! But I trust him… he will come back and everything will be fine… right?

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