A/N: Progress will be slow since I'm busy for NaNoReno, but after March I'll be free so I can work on this.
August 16, 20_, ?
Well, hello.
I talked to the cop. He was a pretty nice person. It actually made me wonder where I am now. Hell? No, way too peaceful to be hell. And I'm sure that hell don't have butterflies.
He keep on rambling on how he, at least, died in peace. I don't classify "being killed by a walker" as dying in peace. Or maybe he meant that he had passed away without worrying about things. Well, remember that you will die someday. That's what I keep on hearing from the people before all the shit began. One way or the other, whether being chomped by a lunatic corpse or being hit by a car or being shot to death. It varies right? Hell, I would have died by being sprayed to the face by boiling oil.
I have calmed down, so I guess I might look at things differently now. I feel... peaceful. Like I shouldn't be mad.. and the cop's stories was entertaining, too. I wish it was as peaceful as this way back when we were together, no? And I wish you're always there.
I got some job to do. Well, back to work, I guess.
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August 16, 20_, around noon (didn't bother checking)
I saw you walk out of the barn. There's the guy with the cap, his wife and his kid. What was their names? I kind of forgot...
I only caught Duck. Was that the kid? Who calls their kid Duck? Well, it's kind of cute. I think that he and Clementine would be great friends.
Yeah, I've calmed down. For some reason I don't feel like writing something sadistic about you. It feels... weird. Hahaha, I must have been sleep-deprived. When people are hungry, scared, or tired, they do drastic things. Not going to sugar-coat, I think it would happen one day to you. Don't pretend, it's a world gone to hell, after all. Everything is going to be shitty.
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August 17, 20_, midnight
Oh, I finally remembered their names. Kenny, Katjaa, and Duck. Pretty cool, I think. Although if the guy would give a nickname, at least he should have given him a "K" nickname.
Well, I don't think that matters. You're on the road now. I kinda have to laugh because you chose the Shaun - did I spell this right? - guy over the kid, when you know he's still going to die, anyway. And now Kenny's quite pissed at you for not looking after his kid. You haven't met much and he's pretty expectant of you? This guy's pretty much an asshole, like you.
I'm getting tired again. I think you can see that.
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August 17, 20_, ?
Before you reached Macon, and before all this happened, I once passed by the Everett's pharmacy. Your parents were wonderful. Your brother was very friendly. I had some allergies in seafood that I needed to ignore for a while because of some sideline jobs, and they helped me find what I need. They were all asking how you were. I keep on saying, "Lee's fine, he's all well. We're both busy, but we're doing well."
I actually hope they'd make it. But at that point, the outbreak was starting. People are weakening, and survivors who wanted to get the hell out of there was increasing by the number, and they started rushing to your family's drugstore for some medicine before they left. I have to be guided to the backdoor because the people were pouring in and out by the gates and there was a fear of a stampede.
When you said that you wanted to go to Macon, it was damn hell as silly as I can think it would be. I can't help but giggle when you keep on hoping there's actually life in there. Heck, if there is, I would have rushed there. Except that, I wasn't killed by the walkers...
Plus, there's this group that I saw who was taking refuge there. There was the reporter and her technician (if I'm correct since I heard he's working on tech or something), this huge guy and his daughters who are both (former) military people, and this pizza delivery guy.
I kind of like their team, although I think that if you ever meet up with them, it'd be trouble. The huge guy and his daughter - Larry and Lilly if I caught their names right - seem as annoying as they can be. They sound pretty paranoid about.. everything - getting supplies, getting medicine, heck, to even saving a kid that was out there! "Why did you save the little girl? She's be a liability!" "You need to get this for my father!" "Don't be such an itchy trigger-finger!"
Ugh. Their shouting drives me nuts. I bet you'd be pissed too. But then, a group's better than just the five of you out there on the road, right? Any group would be fine. Better an annoying group like this than alone, right? But then, when you're in a group, decisions would come to help them or burden them, even though you aren't the leader.
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August 17, 20_, around 1 AM
Yes, Kenny's right. He isn't bitten. If Larry keep on insisting he is, then maybe Katjaa should allow the guy to actually look at him. Being splattered with zombie guts doesn't mean that you're already infected, like that would seep in your body or something.
I do hope you'd encounter more people than this, you know? Paranoid people. No, I'm actually being nice and stuff to you. They're pretty annoying, but they're actually the ones who detect problems first. Only that, you might waste unnecessary lives with their badgering. sometimes that will lead to more mess, more problems, more shouting. Which will lead to more walkers.
I still wonder how this all started.
And you sided with Kenny in this. Well, great, but would that be worth it? You might need the huge guy's help later on. Ugh, for this I have to agree with you, he is annoying. At least, you saved the kid's life. He might have been like zombie treat now, if you didn't step forward to help.
It's quite hard to side with people or go against them, especially now. Like I said, what if you'll need their help? Hehehe, it'll be fun to know how this will fare for you.
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August 17, 20_, 2:04 AM
The reporter was Carley, the tech guy was... Doug? I didn't catch it right.
You were quite friendly to the woman. You gave her food, like you did with Clementine, and like you did with Duck. You helped her with her radio problems - I was surprised with her battery troubles, her being a reporter and all - and you actually accepted that she knows everything about your... past. No madness, nothing. And then you can't even accept anything bad I do.
Unfair.
Oh, I've seen too much of today, I guess I should rest. With the theory that where I am now isn't what i think it is, I grew slightly uneasy...
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NOTE: Above entry to be continued, I can't think up of anything to write. I feel tired of everything I see now. Before you say anything... I'm not jealous.
The A/N for real: Next update might be after March. Thanks for the reviews so far, whether positive or not. :)
