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I thought I was the only human left in this world. I mean, you'd think that too if everyone was getting infected. Fortunately though, I was found by four awesome people. Let me introduce you.

First up is Bill. He's a war veteran. Yeah, I was definitely lucky to have him. Why? 'Cause I have zero experience in self defense. But him, talk about badass! Seriously… he's been taking this hell like a walk in the park. Now, I don't wanna sound all sappy, but… he's my idol. (Just don't tell him that!)

Second is Zoey. Ever since we met she's been my closest friend. What with her being the only other female it was bound to happen. She's awesome and extremely kind. In fact, she's like the mother hen of the group... Always keeping us in line. Oh! Did I forget to mention her absolute love for horror movies and such? Yeah, she's been prepared for the undead.

Next is Louis. Yeah, remember him? No? Let me refresh your memory… he's the one who pointed a pistol at my head. Mhhmm, that Louis. He might not have made the best first impression, but his actions later made up for it. He's just so… optimistic. Now, that's not a bad thing… 'cause really, anything to make this dark world seem a little brighter is fine by me. It just creeps me out at times.

And, of course, last but definitely not least… (drumroll, please)... Francis! Talk about the most selfless, kind, and joyful person ever!... I'm joking. In fact, He's everything opposite of the previously mentioned characteristics. That isn't a joke. Now, I'm not saying I dislike Francis ('cause honestly, I don't) but, he can be such a pain at times. For instance, out of everyone in our little group, he decides to pick on me! Yeah, what a jerk. And the thing he enjoys the most is bringing up our first meeting… you know, when I ugly cried. Despite that though, he's kind of funny and I know he's got a soft spot for me. (He didn't think I'd notice.)

So, that's the group. Well… besides me. I don't think I'm that interesting. And I wouldn't want to bore you to sleep so I won't bothe-

Ha! Who am I kidding! Of course I'm interesting. So where should I start? Let's see…

My name is Annie Parks- but you knew that. I'm nineteen years old. I was gonna start college and everything but things came up... Thank you zombies.

Moving on, I am nice... I guess. And-and... Huh. I can't really describe my personality to you. I'm stumped. In any case, it's better if you simply listen. You be the judge of my character.

So, introductions have been settled. Back to-

"What's that you got there?"

I looked up to find Zoey's face a few inches from my own. Sheesh, talk about invasion of my bubble.

"Oh, it's just a journal. I wanted to write everything that's happened since the infection," I replied before scooting back a little, "So when this is all over or if I die, someone will know my story." It sounds a bit depressing, I know. But, I want someone to read this journal so we won't be forgotten.

"I doubt someone will find your little book. Ain't anybody that'll be alive to read it." Three guesses to who said that. Francis. No guessing, its obvious.

"You never know, jer-!"

"Annie, I think it's a cool idea." Thank you Zoey!

"Ha! She understands!" You can always count on Zoey to back you up.

"Shh! Keep it down! We may be in a safe house but that don't mean we won't attract any infected." Ah, Bill. The only one who doesn't take a break from all the chaos. Seriously, he's so tense.

"Right... How could I forget." I sighed. This whole situation is tiring.

"Hey, Ann, check the emergency broadcast stations. Maybe we'll hear about new developments on the current zombie situation." Louis piped up. I guess its a good idea but all I've been getting from this radio is jack and squat.

"You're wastin' your time. Just throw that scrap away." Really Francis... Really? Either way I cranked the radio, which made him scoff.

Kshhhaaaasshhh. Krrrreeee.

"-ersons have reported a strange virus-ksshh-authorities advise citizens to stay indoors until further notice. Secure your homes and avoid strange or suspicious persons-krrrrr-emergency broadcasting station. This is not a test-"

For a moment, no one uttered a single word. It's no surprise. That station has been on repeat for a week. Nothing changed... No new advisements, no new warnings. Which means only one thing...

"We're screwed."

"Hey, how about you check the walls? Maybe there's more information there." Zoey directed to me.

You see, anyone who passes through the safe houses usually leaves a message. Some write information while others write their opinions and such.

"Alrighty, let's see... Uhuh. 'God is dead,' 'Maybe we deserved this,' blah-ha! Zoey!" I urgently whispered. She heard me and came quickly to my side.

"What'd you get?"

"Look," I said while pointing to a particular message, "'Other evacuation sites breached. Mercy Hospital only remaining site.'" I read. Finally... Some (kind of) good news!

"Everybody get some rest. We head out at daybreak." Bill said. I don't know how he expects us to sleep but you NEVER contradict Bill. Seriously... Been there, done that.

With that, we all settled down as comfortably as we could. Which to be honest, is hardly close to comfortable. Gosh, a girl could do with some pillows around here! And blankets... And beds...

Ugh, stupid zombie outbreak.