EnD: Life After
First Entry - 1542
By: SpicyPizza
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Warning: The following stories may not be well-written and appropriate to be read by some people. This is my 1st fanfic.
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Log_1: Day 1542
Once, there were more than 7 billion people in the world.
The human race ruled supreme.
Its dominance – taken for granted.
I find it hard to picture that world now…
It has been more than four years since the outbreak. I tried to record everything I know, whatever happened ever since, but three days ago our shelter got attacked. Again.
By them.
We got separated. All records I've collected are lost. For a while now, I hid in a deserted building in some unnamed town. There are some of them around on the street. I don't know how long I'll stay alive, so I will try to recollect and rerecord everything I can remember and all notes that were left in my journal.
My name is Zachary Fuller, 29 years old. I was a local news reporter when the outbreak happened.
It all started when I was sent to cover a story about a minor disease that lately reported to be occurred rather frequent by the hospitals. At first, I thought it was just some kind of spring fever or something.
But I was proven wrong.
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