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Day Fourteen - Sunrise

Sometime between when the fire died down to embers and the sun came up, a visitor came to the camp: a wild dog. I had my back to the woods, letting my gaze drift between the smoldering embers, the sleeping Charlie, and Lisa's car, mostly the embers though. The gentle waves of red washing through the ash mesmerized me, took hold of some part of me and managed to beat the Hunger into the background. I was about to lie back and stare at the stars when I heard a noise.

Day Twelve

Day Six

The car broke down yesterday. Somewhere in Ohio. I think that's where I am. Highway signs are less useful when you're on foot and don't see them often. For now, I'm keeping the Hunger in check by avoiding temptation (by which I mean living people) and focusing on the Judo forms.

It's hot during the day. I wish I had a hat, or sunglasses to shield my eyes. My face must be red and blistering, but I don't have a mirror to check. At least there was a duffel bag in the car. Makes it easy to carry the books.

Day Nine

The following is a transcription of a journal I bought from a traveling merchant. He said it contains the story and thoughts of one of what we call the Unbroken, one of the mindless zombies who has, somehow, regained some semblance of sanity and self control. The name on the inside cover is Ian MacKellen.

- James Connor, Bard of Subterra.

Day One.