Found this empty notebook on the ground after the bombs dropped. I wonder if anyone is, well alive its seemingly empty here. Its been, what 3 days? I heard that writing keeps you sane so yeah imma just start writing.
Day 1: I'm recounting this one from memory, I was at the market, getting bait so I could go fish. I'm a fisherman and I make a living by fishing, friends used to say I could handle a harpoon like no other. Anyways a NUCLEAR FUCKING BOMB DROPPED. YEAH, A NUKE. I don't remember much, but I'm not dead nor don't have any radiation burns. I don't know how nukes work per say. But I got the hell out of the market, not like anyone was there. I wandered a bit and saw the cloud, I watched some movies and I sticked my thumb up. Too lazy to write how it work but im far from the radiation zone. So I started to try to find shelter or some shit.
Day 2: Found a home to live in for a bit, I found a fishing store and got a harpoon. Someone must have stolen one harpoon but at least I have something to defend myself with. Anyways I saw a zombie. Oh yeah just a y'know zombie, eating people. I'm used to seeing death tho, so I speared the zombie and fled. More zombie's started to pop up.
Day 3: I found this journal. Ate breakfast. And moving out.
Okay so now im seriously questioning the harpoon I found. Like why tf was it so.. close to me? I don't even remember if you can legally sell one of those. Who am I fooling OFC YOU CAN! I OWN ONE FOR CHRISTS SAKE. I hate this, im getting more used to zombies now. Speaking of zombies I can hear their shitty groans and screeches. brb gotta doom slay.
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Okay so the zombie I heard was the worst moral decision someone could face. It was a zombie. But it was also a child.... anyways I kicked the shit out of it. Can't knock out the king just because It's a child.
I can't find any living thing besides corpses and zombies. Either they are corpses or zombies. I'm kinda glad I'm writing in this, I feel the whole sanity thing working.
I'm gonna start traveling, I remember one thing before I magically woke up in that market. Which im now slightly dare I say it, sus (kill me that game died 15 years ago). I remember my trial, the people I killed (go burn in hell) etc. whatever gotta kill children and zombies. Gonna write later ig.
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