March 15th 2022

  6:14am

  I- I did it.

  I didn’t hear any noise from the auto shop… so I opened the door.

  Nobody. Jumpsuit guy/zombie was gone. I found a knife.

  I decided to check outside from the garage door, it was all clear except for a dy wearing a blood-soaked headband.

  She fell over the chain-link fence across the parking lot and started walking toward me.

  Next thing I know, I stabbed her in the head, between the eyes.

  I was just doing like I saw in movies, okay?!

  I-It worked? But the knife is… oh god, it was stuck in her forehead.

  She fell. She stopped moving.

  I know she’s dead, but like, I stabbed someone!

  Oh god… I, I just need a minute. I’m gonna stay in the office.

  10:14am

  I feel so gross.

  I washed my hands in the autoshop bathroom sink like fifty times.

  It’s March, it’s still cold outside, and today it’s cold as fuck.

  The dy or- the zombie I killed, she was wearing sweat pants, a sweater.

  Better clothes than I got. A t-shirt and skirt won’t protect me from the cold.

  I…

  I dragged her body into the auto shop.

  I know how that sounds. It sounds like serial killer behavior. BUT HEAR ME OUT-

  Almost threw up pulling that knife out of her head to remove her clothes better.

  The clothes are fine… I got changed in the bathroom, I’m definitely warmer at least.

  They smell of perfume and cigarettes.

  Honestly, I feel like I’m one kill away from being a chain-smoker myself.

  5:19pm

  I’m tired.

  I’ve been walking for so long, it’s crazy.

  But, it was either I go down the street to the left and try to navigate through all the crashed cars and zombies lingering around, or I go to the right where the stretch of road is barren.

  It was an obvious choice, in my opinion.

  The road was quiet, no wandering zombies. Eventually I came across the sign that shown me where to go next. The next town over is Red Vine, where I used to go to high school.

  At the very least, I’ll know where things are and maybe I might even find someone I know, if they’re still around.

  Everything was fine until I reached near the end of the road. There was a car crash blocking me.

  Just… bodies everywhere.

  Two cars collided and a group of six or seven of these guys were hovering around it. I had no choice but to cut into the woods on the right and go a long way around them.

  Half way during my mission impossible quest, I needed to go to the bathroom.

  I’m like, what? Right now? I’M KINDA BUSY NOT DYING?

  My organs were all: ‘yeah, me too bitch, empty us or you’ll really die!’

  So yeah, got that over with. Not fun.

  On the way down further, I found a maintenance shed off the side of the road that was left open.

  It’s so cold out, I can’t afford getting sick from being out here so long, so I took the chance to look around.

  Gd I did! I found some useful tools and put them in my backpack. A saw, a box of nails and screws. I even found a hard hat in one of those lockers in there, and one of those covid masks.

  I mean, it’s already a little too te for a mask but hey, I’ll take it.

  For now, I’ll just stay in this shed.

  I’m absolutely exhausted, I can’t walk anymore.

  It took me like two minutes to write each sentence from how my hands are shaking.

  After a lovely nap on this concrete floor, I’ll make my way into town.