My Journals 10 – 12

Zachary Seda – Indy Writer

My Journal #10 – 07/29/2215 – 8:17PM

Hello? Hello? Is this thing recording? 

Oh there is goes. Okay…ummm… This is Sarah Johnson, uh, I was with Jason for a couple days now after my group was either killed or taken away. Jason and I were out exploring the town when we were ambushed by those things. I still don’t know what to call them. Jason calls them creatures or aliens. I don’t know…

We got split up somewhere in the chase and I remember him telling me if we were ever in danger to go back to the house we came from, expect go one house over left or right, just in case, I wasn’t too sure why but I did it anyway. I made it here at one of the houses and he still hasn’t come back…. I’m really worried. 

He said one house over but that could have been left or right. He might be in the other neighboring house but I’m too scared to move. This is all too much for me, I wasn’t ready for this. None of us were though…

I’m going to stay here for the rest of the night and hope things quite down by tomorrow morning. 

It would be nice to understand how the creatures moves, be easier to avoid them I think. But I have this feeling there is no pattern.

Okay that is all for now, hopefully I can find Jason. I never talked to him in school. He is really nice and I just feel safer with him around than with my other group. He seems to know what he is doing. 

(Audio static) What am I saying? He’s going to hear this eventually. (Audio Stopped)

My Journal #11 – 08/01/2215 – 1:02PM

Its me again, Sarah I mean. I haven’t found Jason yet. I hope he is okay. 

I did find some extra ammo for my pistol and a knife, although I’d rather not use the knife as that would mean they were on top of me. But I guess it will help.

One thing I did find, I have no idea how I was able to get away from. I saw a hole in the ground, a giant hole. Inside was…it was like a nest…a nest holding a ton of those…things. I heard screams, cries for help. There was no way I would be able to do anything. 

I want to know what those creatures are doing with the humans they keep but at the same time I don’t. I’m afraid of what I might see and find out. I’m scared that it could be me one day. That feeling is awful.

I’m going out again tomorrow. The hospital isn’t too far away, it might have some loot I can take, and some first aid would be helpful at some future point. That only makes me feel worse. 

My Journal #12 – 08/05/2215 – 10:15AM

Okay so I didn’t go to the hospital yet. There was some of those things crawling around it so I took a few days to just relax and collect myself. I’ll have to say…I don’t feel any better. The constant screaming and screeching keeps me awake at night and gun at the ready, not that I can use it though. I just want Jason back, I felt so safe, I could sleep, kinda. Hell, I just want someone, I want to know I am not the only one left because that is what this feels like. And if I am, is there a point to keep going? What will I be trying to survive for if I were the last one alive. 

I am currently outside the hospital. No creatures in sight… that I can see. Hopefully it stays that way. I’m going to walk in now. I’ll keep the recording going. 

I’m walking inside. It’s so dark I can barely see. I wish I brought a flashlight. There is a front desk in front of me and hallways going left and right. I don’t know where to start. There is no way I can make it through all of this in one day. 

I’m going to go down the right side, the sign at the front desk  said there is a supply room at the end of the hall. Hopefully it wasn’t picked clean. I think someone was here a few days ago when I saw all the creatures crawling around. I wonder if they made it out and if I will find them. (Rustling)

What was that? I see nothing around me…………..(quiet moaning)……there is something here…..I don’t want to be here anymore… I’m going to lea(screeching)(audio stops)

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