I have a few minutes to write this. Im doing it because it might be important in the future. Maybe a hundred years from now someone will read my accounts in a history book.

Its been three days since the first zombie attacks. Right now were hold up in my office building. That is me (Mike Lance), John, David, Stuart, Jerod, Larissa and Leah. We came here because I knew it would be a good defensible position as the doors are locked with magnetic locks and the windows are hard plastic, not glass. Unfortunately there’s little food here but there’s a Hess station nearby, we’re going to sneak out in a few minutes to try and salvage some of the perishables. It is now 12 minutes after midnight on August twenty-second.