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Breathing life back into dead things

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 28, 2015

People have disappeared without being seen again. Either by choice or not so much. Sugar and Mike, Serena and Jim..they’ve gone and they won’t come back, we can deal with that. Buffy…I didn’t know her, but I knew of her, sweet girl from what I’m told. Walker got her and...
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And then they were gone

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 24, 2015

We woke up this morning, in our new apartment. Starting to put things back together and make a go at this “life”. Therion and I are reunited and we can handle absolutely anything. We were excited to get up and help out with the eights and get this place...
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That time the world stopped being fucked up…for a minute

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 21, 2015

Alright, so I lied about waiting at the eights. After a few hours of constantly checking back and forth between the street that came from the church end of the city and the street that came up the hill from the corner where Dixon’s garage sat, I couldn’t sit...
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If something happens to him..

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 19, 2015

I can’t believe this is happening. This is my worst nightmare, my absolute worst nightmare. WHERE THE FUCK IS THERION?! I went out scavenging for things we might need, we can’t stay at the eights in Serena and Jim’s apartment forever so I thought I would make it easier for...
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A trip down memory lane

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March 17, 2015

We have found ourselves at the eights again, staying with Serena and Jim. Though it isn’t just the four of us, Nurse Mary is here too and there is trouble brewing, I can feel it. We were taking a walk this morning, doing more scavenging. We ran into Father Frank...
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Carnival of bullshit

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 16, 2015

This morning we woke from the woods and decided to head first towards the garage to check and see if anything had changed. Therion’s heart is set on working at this place, I think he’s looking for a distraction from what’s going on here, he just wants to feel like...
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What the fuck is going on here….

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 15, 2015

I woke up this morning, still unable to adjust to all of this. When I wandered out with my small backpack looking for things to scavenge in garbage bins or piles of rubble, I stumbled onto a conversation between a priest and a young woman right outside The Eights. They...
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Welcome to Arklay

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 14, 2015

We had been walking all day….again. We barely saw any of those things though. We arrived at shoreline after walking at least 10 hours..you’d think we would have been happy to see all that water but all that the water proved to be was contaminated with bodies everywhere....
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Growing tired

by Gidjet Rockwell

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March 13, 2015

I don’t even know what day this is…or how long we’ve been out here. The day was exhausting. We tried getting into a corner store looking for canned food or anything we could get our hands on, and we were over run by those…those things. Those filthy decaying monsters...
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