Beer Run Part One

In the event this log is found with my corpse, I’m Machinist Mate First Class Jackson Creed and it’s been a week since we arrived back in San Diego following the event. With me is Marine Sergeant Joel “Cruze” Kelly. 

A little over a week ago we were both stationed on the USS McClusky, an Oliver Hazard Perry-class frigate out of San Diego. Our ship was overrun by the dead and we barely escaped with our lives. Now we live in the middle of Undead Central.

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The fuckening has become more bearable even though we almost joined the crawlers today.

Supplies:

  • A pound and a half of Jasmine rice
  • A half pound of dried beans
  • Two pounds of that tofu-jerky shit that gives me gas
  • Seven cans of tuna
  • Two cans of cat food that I’m saving for Butch in case he returns
  • A case of canned spinach that I eat even though every bite makes me want to puke my guts up

I want to go on record as saying that this whole stupid day was Joel’s fault.

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18:25 hours approximate.
Location: Undead Central, San Diego, CA

“Look at all of those crawlers. Everyone wants a piece of us,” Joel whispered. Continue reading…