() Diary Entry #Two - Part One ()
'Hello diary…I…I don't know what to say. Today hit me hard. And…and I just had to get these feeling out somehow. For three weeks I've been making my way towards a Research Lab, owned by one of my friends...Winston. I was hoping that above all odds, it would provide some shelter and maybe even a companion. And maybe, just maybe I could have hidden from the death. Hidden from the destruction that I used to call home. But…this new world…it just keeps destroying me, keeps pushing me down when I try to get up. It keeps me wondering why I even go on, when death seems to be only bliss in this torment. Isn't that sad…but also true.
Today my heart broke. Today I saw the same death I was trying to outrun. As I entered the familiar place, a place I had called home for over three years. The walls that used to gleam and sparkle, where riddled with bullet holes and covered in soot. Most of the plaster had been blown away revealing the metal support beams that were once hidden. All the lights and windows had been shattered, littering the floor in glass, as well as over debris. It was distressing to say the least. When I had seen it all of the hope and optimism I had scrapped up was torn away. The tears…I couldn't stop them.
Words cannot describe how I feel…But…when I was wandering the facility, memories came soaring into my mind, memories that almost made me forget the madness that was closing in around me. It made me lose track and it clouded my vision with happier thoughts. It was my own stupidity…I wasn't looking where I was going and it caused me to fall into a gaping hole in the floor. While I fell a jagged piece of metal that would have been created by an explosion, cut me, it tore a large, deep gash down the length of my thigh. The pain, oh my god. It made me let out an ear piercing scream that held all my pain and suffering out. As I was about to collided with the waiting concrete below me, all I could hear were their voices screeching "yes Yes YESS!" But my impending doom never came. Instead I landed on a spongy, sticky, furry object. I didn't dare move, but I don't think I could have anyway. The amount of pain coursing through my veins seemed to paralyse me. I just laid there, letting my body mould into the soft object I laid on, the back of my Valkyrie armour was soaked with the unknown and strangely warm liquid. The only sound was the loud thumping of my heart against my ribs and the distant sound of explosions. I tried not to move…I didn't want to move. But the adrenaline that had been pumping through my veins was slowly ceasing, and the vicious pain in my thigh was flaring up again. I had slowly and painfully sat up and looked around the dark, gloomy room. But to no avail found nothing. Everything had been decimated, nothing had survived there vicious path of destruction. I barely got up with the pain in my leg and limped over to some rags that were scattered around the floor, I had picked the least dirty one. Well… for the circumstances. I tightened the large cloth around my injured leg, I let out a small yelp as blood squeezed through the rag and coated my fingers. I was about to pick up a second rag, but before I could, it hit me…I smelt it. It must have been the shock and the adrenaline that made my brain ignore it. But now…it smelt like… smelt like a thousand rotting corpses. I slowly turned around to the object in which I had landed on. Terror filling my face as I turned my attention towards it. My jaw fell open and my blood covered hands flew and hovered over my open mouth. Tears threatened to fall as my eyes grew glassy. The mound of bloodied fur, which I had so carelessly used as a mattress….
I realised what it was. It once was one of my oldest, dearest friends and college I ever had the privilege of being with. And he had a bullet between his eyes. He was never just an animal, but he was always my friend….Winston….