My Lost Diaries

Chapter 1 : A surprising encounter.

Unlike every other building he saw since he got on his road, This was the first one to look habitable, Its state was good enough for someone to live in.

"Hey pal, looks like we got lucky for once, we might get some good sleep for tonight" Logan said while stepping down of his horse.

He approached the cabin and noticed some tight ropes tangled between the trees, also some leafs were gathered all over the yard covering pits on the ground.

It takes no genius to figure out this was handmade, Someone laid traps purposefully, they were easily spotted by humans. So they probably were meant for those 'things'.

 It was getting fairly dark, Logan already knew he was trespassing someone's territory, But he had no choice, All he can hope for is that he bumps into someone kind enough to let him to stay the night...

As he was getting closer, he was trying to sneak a peek through the windows, But it was pitch dark inside, Nobody seems to be there.

He was slowly opening the door, Then he suddenly heard dishes breaking, He soon after that realized a very light string attached to the door handler got cut off.

It was probably set up as an alarm.

"All these traps are set up in such an amateur way, But still, How cautious this guy is, I'm already surprised to how long he managed to live out here"

Logan stepped inside and turned on his flashlight, there was honestly not much inside, All he saw was random stuff scattered all around the house.

But as he entered what seems to be the bedroom, Something caught his interest , Next to the bed, He found a bookshelf filled with all kind of books, Mostly classics.

But what really peaked his attention, was the desk on the other corner of the room, on top of it there was nothing but a candle, a bottle of ink , a pen and one Black notebook, titled 'My Lost Diaries'

"Someone actually has the luxury to not only be reading so many books, But to be writing ones too. Let's see what this is about, I'm sure he would like someone to review his piece of work..."

 Logan turned on the first page.

**'hello there, dear reader, looks like you're the lucky person to find my diaries.

 If you are reading this. It means I'm probably dead, Or something really bad happened to force me hide this away.

 let me first introduce myself, My name is Lylah. You can call me Lily, My friends used to call me that. or at least some did as far as I remember.

 This is a story of how I was saved and about the cause I ... We were fighting for.

 I have always thought that death was a far easier choice, that I could finally get some rest.

 But this life is no longer mine alone, I owe it to everyone I met And helped me get this far. 

 So buckle up, I'm going to tell you a story. A story of meetings and goodbyes, of hope and despair.

 A story of how we could have ended the disease and cured the 'Infected'... How we could have saved humanity.' **

 Logan didn't know how to react to what he was just reading, He wasn't expecting something of this level of magnitude,

 he was eager to turn on the next page, but he suddenly heard a bump on the door behind him.

As soon as he turned around, He saw a gun being pointed at his head.

It was a little girl, Probably in her teenage years, She had a short brown hair and it was ponytailed, a big green coat barely fitting her tiny little body, some old pants and worn out shoes. her left arm was bleeding badly.

"No matter how you look at her, She seems like a harmless little girl, But The way her Brown vicious eyes were glaring at me and the way she is firmly holding that gun with her small hands. tells a whole other story ..."Logan was thinking to himself. 

" Who are you and how the fuck did you get here !?" she asked with a straight look on her face.

"calm down, I do not mean any harm, let me explain.."

"Hands behind your head, Don't you try anything funny... or I'll blow a fucking hole through your head !!" she started screaming.

Logan slowly took his hands up and put them behind his back. 

" see ... Just calm down, I will not hurt you... There's no need for guns here... Just listen to me kid.."

"Don't tell me to calm down. What are u doing here, How did you--..."

She suddenly stopped talking and kept the gun pointed at him. It was like she wasn't listening to a word he's saying. She had a dead look on her eyes. she was ready to pull the trigger.