Wednesday, Month X, Day O
We had to fight off our first horde of zombies. Though we were in poor health, we managed to get through with no problems.
The car battery broke, and we ran out of food again. So I had to go fix those things.
When I got back to the car, Gilbert was standing outside, waiting for me, while Feliciano was asleep on Antonio's shoulder. This is exactly what he told me:
"Little brother… I'm trying not to lash out at you, but the hunger is too much. It's too much."
I tried to stop him, "Look! We have food!"
He shook his head, "No. The hunger for flesh is too much. I can't stay with you."
"Maybe there is a cure!"
He gave me a stricken look. His voice was so weak throughout this that it didn't sound like it was his. He slapped me pretty well for his lacking strength and yelled, "WETTEN SIE NICHT, WAS SIE NICHT WISSEN!"
He stumbled a bit, letting his stance fall forward before whispering, "Wenn jemand geht, um dich zu töten, wird es nicht mich sein."
For the first time in centuries, he gave me a hug and walked away. It was the first time I ever saw tears in his eyes. I watched him walk until I couldn't see his silhouette anymore.
I'm not writing anymore for today.
Author's Note:
Used Google Translate. Apologies for any faulty translations.
Gilbert's dialogue:
"DON'T BET WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW!"
"If anyone is going to kill you, it won't be me."