When All Hell Breaks Loose. (BOTDF+BVB Zombie Apocalypse)

Year 4..... Still Alive.

Day 1: Another year has gone by. This is the 4th fucking year of the zombie apocalypse and i'm still doing great. I haven't gone insane or anything. I'm begining to give up hope of finding more survivors, I guess i'm the only one left in the world. Oh well, i'm still going to survive this. Using my rules and wits.

I put my pencil down and stuffed my journal back into my duffle bag. I still can't believe I've made it this long, with absolutely no one at my side. Hell, now that I think of it, i'm better off alone. Other people will just wear me down, or they'll get us both killed. Well, have one person won't be so bad, I could easily just trip the person and make my escape. God, what has happened to me! I would never purposely kill a team mate. I pushed all of the thoughts out of my mind and made another run around the house before turning in. Once everything was safe and secure, I laid down and tried not to cry. That didn't really work. Come on! It's been 4 fucking years! I should have forgotten what i'd done all those years ago.

~Ze next day~

I was awoken by the sound of moaning and windows being scratched. I opened my eyes and silently pulled out my pistols. Being as quiet as possible, I peeked out of the corner of the window. There were about 30 zombies surrounding the house. I took in a deep breath and slowly made my way to the door and opened it. This is where the fun starts. I ran straight forward with the pistols cocked and ready to fire. The zombies slowly stummbled towards me, and I shot all of them right between the eyes. I didn't stop running until I got to a deserted highway. Panting, I slowed down to a slow walk and pulled my bow and arrow out. I hated not using my baby to kill those things, but there were to many of them. This usually only works if it's a small horde or if you're far away. Anyway, I kept walking until I found the best fucking thing ever. I kept looking around as I made my way to the van. I saw that there were no zombies around, so I quickly pried the trunk open and quickly climbed in. I should be safe here for now.

I kept looking out all of the windows to make sure I wasn't going to be attacked, and went through my duffle bag. Everything was still here, but i'll need to refill on things. I needed more matches, batteries, water, and food. Fuck! Am I seriously out of food again! How the hell am I going to survive if I keep eating so much! I gritted my teeth and rubbed my head. I'll hot-wire the car tomorrow and drive around to the first grocery store I see and re-stock. I locked the car doors and looked out the windows again before pulling out my CD player and quietly played the music. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Listening to music during a zombie apocalypse is complete suicide. Depends on how loud the music actually is! Arrg, I really am going insane. I'm answering the voices in my head... I hope I find some survivors soon.