Diary Entry #1
9th of September, Chernogorsk.
I'd just awoken upon the strangest looking beach, when I heard a blood curdling cry. I rolled onto my stomach and tried to stand up when a sharp pain shot through my left leg. I tried to pull myself up, but it was useless, my leg was definitely broken. Half crawling, half dragging, I managed to make my way to the grassy area above the beach. Keeping low, I checked to the left and right, seeing if I could spot the source of the scream. Just as I was about to move across the now visible street, I saw it. I gasped, frozen with fear, I attempted to work out whether it was human or monster… It was like a mix between the both. The inhumane creature must have heard my gasp, as it turned around and looked directly into my eyes. Bloodshot eyes, rotten face, blood smeared clothes. A Zombie. I immediately tried to run but I couldn't with my extreme leg injury, rendering me incapacitated and defenceless to the infected before me. I shut my eyes tight, hoping it would go away, when a loud noise broke the deftly silence.
CRACK!
A Lee Enfield gunshot.
