The Diary Of John Sing

Diary Of Father Gammon September 23rd 2012

I keep telling the others it is important to keep up with the writings of our journeys. Afterall if some how we manage to take back the place history will want to know how. We managed to stave off another attack from a few of the infected. The rangers reported a pair of crawlers on the southern perimiter. Thus far we have not had any trouble from them, but we are sure they are setting up a nest. The leaders still want to get some type of generator for the camp. I still think it will make noise and attract more of the things. They assure me that the thing will only be used as needed.

They say they need it for the metal working like welding and other things to move us along. Reloading is also a very important survuval technique and the equipment found on that over turned military truck also needs power. While things like cooking, cleaning, and general manitence are still able to be proformed under non electrical condition the addition of the generator will enable us to live like people.

The scouts found a generator not too deep into denver, but there are a few problems. One the generator is huge literally tons.

Chinese engine patco generator

Second Its currently connected to the bulding. Third it would be needed to be loaded on the flatbed by a crane. Finally forth there are literally thousands of zombies in the area ready to chew off faces. We do not have enough firepower, personel or bullets. Frankly the attempt would be suicide. Now the Forest ranger found a group of people needing medical attention. He agreed to give them antibiotics and medical treatment from of vet/doctor. In exchange they have to attempt to get the generator. I know that Ranger Parker will do anyhting he can to help these personel surivive, however this mission is frankly crazy anyway you cut it.

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Log of a mad man

*Before you is a crumbled, torn, and filthy sheet of newspaper. On one side of this yellowing, and pulpy, mess is the latest movie reviews, from months ago. On the other side scrawled along the edges and in between paragraphs, appears to be the random thoughts of a survivor. You are not sure what it was written with, but its pretty sticky…

*Not all entries are legible

…Its daytime, the eaters are up and about this morning. I saw the mailman, he doesnt look so good…

…Almost got caught. Stupid Murphy decided to die in the back of his store. I had already cleared out his dumpster, thought he would have something left in his office garbage can. Stupid Murphy thought he was clever and was hiding behind the couch. God, he makes me so mad sometimes…

…I found non-eaters, or really clever eaters..I dont know which. I think they are retarded, they spun in a circle in a boat, then crashed on the bank. Or maybe they were suicidal…they made so much noise they must of wanted to die. I watched them. I followed them to see what they would do.

…Stupid Murphy…

…Its dark, the non-eaters are sleeping at a campsite. Im still hidden from them. Im going to sleep in a bush, cause im clever…

…One is near, the non-eaters hear them out there. The non-eaters have guns, loud and noisy guns. I try to put an eater down with my bow. If the non-eaters would of waited, we would have no problem…Instead they shoot their guns. Dead eaters, but everything knows they are here now… I should go get my arrow…I dont want the non-eaters to steal my arrow…

…Son of a Murphy! They arent human! One was talking devil speak, so I hit him with a rock. The other began to use magic and shift, run, teleport, move towards me at superhuman speeds. I hit him with a rock to… I barely survived!

..,Im still following them, its better than staying in the woods by myself…

…Other survivors, big group of em, lots of guns and cars. My non-eaters stay the night. I get caught, but get good food. We escape in the morning…

…We are in a city, lots of fence climbing. I think a dog is following us, I keep hearing the dog barking. Not sure how he is climbing fences…

…We are stuck, I am with the non-eaters now. I dont think they are evil…

…We distract the Zs, thats what the army guy calls em, and hide in a house. I make a good meal, and sleep well. I have made a jar of my urine, as a weapon…

…We travel to a mall, the group has learned my bow is quiet, they are not…

…I GOT NEW SHOES! what a day!…

…My jar of urine did nothing…damn it…

…We are stuck in a department store. We came in via the roof, killed a bunch of the eaters, and the one who speaks in tongues got ripped apart pretty good. I found a lot of things I want to keep. The army guy is good with his gun, our fast guy keeps running from a fight. I think the fast guy is the smartest one, its best to get away while the eaters are distracted with us. We load up a semi, and drive off. I have lots of things now!…

…Someone new has joined us, I almost shot him. He jumped on our truck while we were driving. I am watching him, he may be an eater…

…Safety, we found a nice group to stay with. They are accepting me, I will stay here. I have lots of stuff, an inflatable bed, plenty of food… I am staying here…

…I think the eaters are actually dead people?!?! Lord have Murphy! the dead came back to life!…

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Log One

If you are reading this then you have found one of my logs. Ironically my first. This is hopefully one of many logs you might find if you decide to look for me. Now I plan to traverse this land trying to find someone anyone who might be able to use the information I have. I don’t want to sound overly dramatic or give myself an over inflated sense of purpose but this information could literally change the world if the conditions were right.

The right people with the right resources with the right will could use this to cure. Not combat not vaccinate, but cure the plague an end the zombie threat once and for all. Problem is where there are those that would obtain and use the cure of their own power and worse those that caused this to being with trying to silence me. In the end the entire thing has been a power play. Some idiot megalomaniac duchebag decided that he should rule the world, but it got out of control.

If your interested in finding a cure or helping just keep on walking. As I go I’ll leave supplies behind as I can and will leave any up to date information on zombies, the local area, or anything else that might be helpful to your survival. I wish I could leave you with more direct information however the others that might be looking for me could also find this and try to track me down. So I will leave them in riddle of clue form.

A mile high above the ground you can see the sky all around. No matter the time of day or night the stars here always shine bright. Nothing you can do or say can make them go away. Look for the brightest light hanging in the midnight sky.

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