My last entry ended when I went to check up on that guy lying in the middle of the road. I called out to him, but I don't think he would've heard me anyways, what with all the crows making so much noise. That's when I noticed that there were people everywhere. No...not people...but, these THINGS...these zombies. I popped a cap in several of their asses but they wouldn't die. What the hell is going on here??
I shot the guy on the floor square on the forehead. That seems to be the key...if I can somehow seriously damage the brain...or sever it completely from the spinal cord, I should be able to stop these things...But there were just too many, and I ran, while simultaneously firing into the hordes of mindless zombies and soiling myself.
Well one good thing came out of all this. I ran into this CUTE girl, which I think is the same Claire from the chatroom. She looks 15, which is how I like 'em. Cute and young. It's a shame fate has thrown us into this situation, otherwise I'd ask her out. I asked her to stick by me, maybe we could have a better chance at survival as a team, but no, Leon isn't good enough for her. Free spirit my ass.
But I digress.
I ran into a gun shop. What the hell kind of gun shop doesn't have any guns? I guess everyone needed to arm themselves...The gun shop owner is a bastard, and very very confused. First he tried to kill me, and after I explained that I was human, he was all like "I ain't go no clue, darlin'." I sat down in the corner and had a good cry, when out of nowhere, these 4 zombie hoodlums break in through the window and eat the guy. I just sat and watched, hoping they wouldn't notice me, because I only had some 30 bullets left, which I borrowed from the shelves while the owner was too busy being eaten to notice. I baited the zombies, and popped two in their heads. My arms were shaking, but I managed. After everything was quiet, I jacked the poor bastard's shotgun, cuz come on, he's not going to be needing it. It had like 4 shells in it, which is better than nothing, I suppose.
Then I ran and ran through the back alleyways until I reached the Raccoon Police Department, where I start work on Monday. I was disappointed, because there was no reception party, and then I thought maybe zombies don't enjoy socializing and dancing. And right then, out of nowhere, this zombie hurls itself at me from the 3rd floor balcony, hits the floor, and breaks its neck. Sacred the hell out of me, let me tell you.
Right now I'm hiding in a closet in the Police Department. Most of the doors are locked, and they require some type of card key to open. I haven't been able to go any further than the Main Hall.
On a side note, the statue up front is blindfolded, which is also how I like 'em.
.....There's something on the other side of the closet door.....
I can hear its raspy breathing...
I'm running low on ammo.
And I need new pants.
If you're out there and reading this, please...please send help.