Use of human names. Blood, gore, horror. Please don't read if you don't like this type of stuff. Thank you.
Feliciano's point of view
January 17th, 4:58 pm
I just picked up this journal. I guess it was some girl's journal. It's pink with a red splatter on it. I'm deciding whether or not it's the pattern or… well, um, nevermind. Anyways, I'm running through the halls of World Academy trying to find Ludwig and Kiku. I have a black stick thing that cops use in my hand. The guard in front of our classroom door was nice enough to hand it to me. I have to keep this short and simple. I'm in a bathroom stall right now and I'm kinda freaking out. I think that America and his friends are near by. I'll update when I can.
Feliciano
January 19th, 12:23 pm
I found Kiku! We're going to find Ludwig now. Kiku is in great shape, I'm glad. Kiku brought a sword. He's a expert at swords and other things. He doesn't seem like the guy to do that because he's small but he packs quite the punch. I'll explain what's happening soon after we find Luddy. I want to make sure everyone in my group is safe before I worry about writing a journal.
Feliciano
January 20th, 1:00 am
Kiku and I found Ludwig. He was on the verge of passing out when we found him. I'm glad he didn't turn yet. I hope I don't turn. I just have to fight. I'm going to help him now and find food.
Feliciano
January 23th,, 3:00 pm
We found a food supply in the Academy kitchen. Phew. Looks like people were here. Now that I'm full and well rested, I'll let Kiku explain what's going on.
It was January, Friday the 13th. Who knew a tale would become true on a night like such. I was in my dorm alone watching TV. Reports replaced my regularly scheduled cartoon. Horrid reports. As the cameraman walked down an elementary school's halls, blood was splattered along the walls. Children lay on the floor, covered by coats or blankets. That sounds not as bad as it seems. They were dead. Dead children lay scattered in the halls. I had tears in my eyes as I watched. Why? I heard a groan on the TV and the camera man turned around. It was a child, and alive at that! The cameraman called out to the child, a boy. A boy with blond hair and his outfit was one a sailor boy would wear. The boy looked up and I could see that his skin was pale, and his eyes were sunken in. The flesh around his face was rotting and it had a horrible green/ tan/ red mixture. He outfit lay mangled and a huge bloodstain lay upon his rib area. The boy came closer and the cameraman took a step back. The child slowly approached and smiled, a sad sorrowful smile, like he was trying to hold himself back, but couldn't any longer. His eye color suddenly changed from blue to black. He frowned and looked…well… almost dead like. The boy lunged at the man and the camera flew from the man's hands. A splash of blood hit the camera and then the news channel shut off. Tears came out of my eyes, and I had sorrow for the boy. I knew not of what this was, or why, but I knew that I must defend my friends and myself. I grabbed my backpack and shoved some extra clothes in it. I put bandages and medicine in it as well just in case. I brought a bottle of water and a snack. I nodded as I checked my bag and walked over to my katana. I rested my hand on it and smiled. Finally I would get to use it in real action. I picked it up and placed it in my bag. All set.