We continued our journey, we decided to go take a look at the sports store. We were walking man, it was calm until this frickin dog barked. Though I saw a figure running away from us, he/she was about 5'5 we were about to run after him/her but the craze man. They followed us so we had to rush into the store and locked ourselves in. Now there are 3 craze and I took the first one out easy, put some choke. The next two, we had to co-operate with each other. I took the left and Dion took the right one out. We thought we were clear for a sec there, we looted some stuff, more damn weapons, and cash, thought it's pretty useless in an apocalypse like this. I'm hearing noises now from the safe room inside the building and we decided to check it out.
11:55 PM
Figured. One of the cutter was trapped inside, It took us hours to do so though. After hours and hours trying to figure out what to do, finally we found a way to kill this damn thing. We found an alcohol, put some fuse in it, burn it and set that fucking thing on fire. It worked, it fucking worked. I'm exhausted, I think I'm going to delay the journey till tomorrow and thinking of making more molovs in case if we encounter one of the cutters again. I'm too exhausted, my cousin and the dog are too. We looted some stuff though, knives, baseball bats, some clothes, a tent, sleeping bags some junk. I'm wondering wether that figure is still alive or not. Maybe, it was the girl that the letter was talking about. Hopefully she's still alive. I'm really thinking of taking a rest for a bit and let Boomer keep the guard up. We have a shift now, 3 hours sleep for me, Boomer, and Dion, then we have to change shift on who's watching what. Boomer truly is a gift.
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