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- From a bloodstained journal, you read:
It was some kind of terrible airborne plague. Bio-engineered bacteria, they killed most of the population in hours.
Day Zero: We successfully linked up at Camp Wolters.
Day One: I packed up my kids' camping equipment and got a move on. I decided to strike out to the hills.
Day Two: Well, the truck ran out of fuel a lot faster than it needed to, and as predicted, all the pumps are out of gas..
Day Three: I've found a stash of radios, which is better than nothing.
Day Four: I drank the last drop of water but I think I can make it to my friend's place by tomorrow morning. - From a tattered notebook, you read:
Giant monsters emerged from the dept of the ocean and attacked us, we'll never know their true origin.
Day Zero: I tried to link up with my family at the fire station but the route was blocked. I rode it out at home.
Day One: I rounded up some bottled water and my survival gear , then headed out to the hills. Hopefully things will be calmer there.
Day Two: The semi just sputtered its last sputter and I am now on foot.
Day Three: I've found a stash of radios, which is better than nothing.
Day Four: My lighter is dead but I think I can make it to Missouri by tomorrow. - From a tattered notebook, you read:
It was an honest-to-God zombie invasion, we barely made it out with our lives.
Day Zero: We made initial contact with local authorities, who directed us to evacuate immediately.
Day One: I packed up some bottled water and got a move on. I decided to strike out to my dad's place in Kansas.
Day Two: The Hummer got me as far as California, which is looking like even more of a wasteland than the one I just left.
Day Three: I've managed to get to an old ranger station and things are looking up compared to the last few days.
Day Four: My batteries are running low but I'm pretty optimistic about making it to safety, one way or another. - From a bloodstained journal, you read:
It was an honest-to-God zombie invasion, we thought it was the apocalypse.
Day Zero: We initially tried to ride it out in the storm shelter.
Day One: I packed up a pistol with some bullets and got a move on. I decided to strike out north.
Day Two: The truck just sputtered its last sputter and I am now on foot.
Day Three: I've managed to get to an old hunting stand and things are looking up compared to the last few days.
Day Four: My lighter is dead but I think I can make it to my brother's place by evening. - From a bloodstained journal, you read:
There were meteor impacts everywhere, just like out of the movies.
Day Zero: I tried to link up with my family at the fire station but the route was blocked. I rode it out in the storm shelter.
Day One: I rounded up cash, but i don't know if it will be useful, then headed out north. Hopefully things will be calmer there.
Day Two: Well, the Hummer ran out of fuel a lot faster than it needed to, and as predicted, all the pumps are out of gas..
Day Three: I've found a stash of assorted batteries, which is better than nothing.
Day Four: My food stores are getting low but I think I can make it to my dad's place by sunset.