Shit shit shit. Do you guys fucking see that? Its time for me to appologize for saying I ever wanted to be in a survival horror game.

Its a good day to be heading for the hills, the boss couldn’t have picked a better day for a retreat, although this one’s a bit more literal than he planned. Damn I wish I had something better than a damned umbrella.

I’m trying to get a hold of mom, I think they have a bomb shelter where she works. Against all odds, I’m worried about dad and Trevor.

Please be alright guys. Lock your doors, I’ll try to get in touch with you when its over.

-D

ETA: For those of you who haven’t looked out your window or are somehow in an unaffected area… Zombies. Motherfucking Zombies. I’m not shitting you.

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