Mike's Diary - Day 83 | I REALLY HOPE MY BROTHER, JESS, AND VICTOR WERE NOT ONE OF THEM.

*Morning*

Yesterday was the worse of the worst. I couldn't stand it. My body is all busted up, making every move is a struggle. I don't know what to do today, I don't feel like doing anything until tomorrow that is. I can barely sit myself up, so I have to prop my body against the tree. Jack is still passed out from last night, I'm pretty sure he's not in a better condition than me either. My eyes were still blurry when I woke up, when I saw a figure walking toward us. I didn't make a move, neither did I care, even if I die. The figure got closer to us, where I heard a familiar voice. It's Julie, she brought water, and the fire on my right side is cooking up some nice rabbit meat. "Oh you've woken up!" Julie said rushing to hug me. "Are you okay?" I asked, and she said yes, though I could see some bruises on her body. "I'm the one who's in the best shape between us three." She added. That's true, I couldn't even get up even if I tried. Julie went towards Jack and put a cloth that she has dipped in a cold water on Jack's forehead. "Fever", she said. I the looked over to the right, and that hideous  face is still on the ground. (Ann's head). "Yeah I got creeped out by that bitch too, but if I throw it out, Jack might get so mad. You know he's obsessed." Julie said jokingly. I crawled my way to the fire to warm myself up and to get some taste of the rabbit. I'm starving, I could eat a skunk if I had to.

*Afternoon*

We still stay in the same place. No craze surprisingly, and very VERY quite around the perimeter. Jack woke up, still he couldn't get up considering that the is the one who got beat up more than all of us. I told him that Julie took care of him, so he better say something to her when they see each other. Jack asked me where the head was, and I just pointed at him. All he gave me was a huge sigh, disappointment? or relieve? I wasn't so sure. Seemed like both, but why? This guy is very hard to be cracked open. We ate lunch and did our own regular routine when suddenly Jack's fever got worse. He had a seizure, so I had to force myself up and get every objects away from Jack. I put a stick in his mouth, which he bite on. I didn't want him to bite his own tongue. That'd be pretty fucked up.


*Evening*

I asked Jack about his condition. "Never better" he said. Now he's just writing in his diary. Writing what though? Probably the same thing as me? That's funny. Everything that I see, but in somebody else's point of view. I would love to make a story by combining both of our stories together. That'd be a great idea don't you think? Julie is there, looking at her only hand and comparing them both. She looked sad and grateful at the same time. She even said "Fuck, I wish I had both of these still. Thanks though, I would've died". "Don't mention it." I said.

*Night*

Julie said that we need some rest, so she's going to be the first one up guarding the three of us. She insists to do it, so yeah I'll go second. Jack still can't do anything, so him guarding us is not an option. Julie and I will be guarding a 6 hours shift, so we can all have enough sleep. Which is pretty good, because hey we haven't had a good sleep since forever. Deep down inside though, I'm still wondering who we have killed. I need to make sure that Victor, Moses, and Jess weren't one of them who we killed. During the battle, I noticed the twins from our group, but the rest were pretty hard to see considering they were covered in mud. I saw several more recognizable faces which drowned me into a deeper depression, but nothing we could've done. We would've died, and Ann would still be alive. I will rest now, and begin half of the search tomorrow. God help us. I don't know what I would do if Moses was one of them.