Journal entry fifteen (chapter three)

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Official date: still no idea             Relative date: two weeks and a day after the apocalypse

Official location: still no idea      Relative location: underground mine tunnel

"Finding this underground mine tunnel was the best thing to have happened yet since the apocalypse. So many lost people. Walking down the street yesterday, I found one of the girls in my high school P.E. class who made fun of me being clumsy with claw marks across her legs and a huge gash on her side that was slowly rotting like the bite marks of the corpses. I knew she was ambushed. She lay there, moaning in pain, begging for me to shoot her now. So I did. She didn't deserve to die in that horrible way, no matter how badly she had treated me in class. It looks like their claws are just as bad as their bite. Good to know. A little farther along, I was spotted. I was getting more of the chemicals I needed to work out a cure. This cure I'm working on can also be used as an immunity boost. I tried it on myself, and let myself get bitten. I still have the mark, but the decay never started. It was as if a normal human with an extremely hard bite had bitten my arm. It seems to be working for now, but I don't know how long that will last. Going on missions across the area where I am at has gotten more dangerous. They have developed their sense of smell and can now tell if there is a human in their vicinity. I think I'll turn this mineshaft into a bunker. It would be sheltered from anything Mother Nature wishes to throw at me, and if I find anyone, anyone with me. This is probably going to take some time. Better get started. The faster I get this bunker done, the safer I'll be.

This is Amy Rose signing off again... hopeful for once.

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