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Recording 1: how the fuck do i work a tape recorder?

Date:?̶?̶/̶?̶?̶/̶?̶?̶?̶? DAY 3 of 100

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Recording Start

?: Is this thing o-

[static crackle]

?: -you dumb piece of electrical bullshit! Is anyone there?

[pause]

?, [whisper]: Why am I asking if anyone is there, how are they going to respond?

[pause]

?: Oh! There's a green light there, that's got to mean something.

[cough]

Charlie: Hi, I'm Charlie, and it's currently day three of the apocalypse. I mean, day three for me at least. I'll rectify that: day three since I woke up in the apocalypse. Who fucking knows how long the world's been like this? I found this recorder in one of the buildings in the city and thought 'Heh, why not keep a track of the days?'. It gives me something to do I suppose, rather than starving to death...

[nervous laugh]

Charlie: I have to be totally honest, I have no clue what's happening. Most of my memory is very hazy. I woke up in a tank, so there's that, I guess. Not sure how I got there, but oh well... I was going to give a rundown of my first two days, except nothing much has happened, mainly just panic, anxiety and fear to be honest. A lovely mix.

[pause]

Charlie: Oh! And uh, fucking zombies! Yeah, there are corpses everywhere walking the street. And they're not the friendliest, I guess they haven't had any fresh meat in a while because the assholes are dead set on eating me.

[pause]

Charlie: Get it? Dead set? Because they're fucking deceased-

[pause]

Charlie: If anyone is listening to this, I am so sorry. But I guess this my life now, all alone in a deserted city with a tape recorder. Could be worse, at least I'm not in Florida, as far as I can tell. Or England. That'd be a bitch too. The zombies would probably offer me tea while tipping their top hats.

[weak chuckle]

Charlie: So-

[crunch]

Charlie, [whisper]: Oh shit, I think they found me. I can hear them by the window of the room I'm in... Fuck, fuck, fuck!

[crash, glass splintering]

Charlie: Okay, definitely time to go!

[footsteps]

Charlie: How the hell do you turn this off? God damn stupid, useless thing-

Recording end. Play next recording?