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Day 317
Sunday 9th July 2017 23:15
We've arrived back in England. It's so good to be back here.
We arrived back quite late when it was really dark. We're currently moored up to the back end of a seaside pier. You can hear the groans of the infected echoing through the night sky. We've all agreed that we're going to get a good night's sleep and wake up feeling refreshed and reenergised. We're going to need to come up with some sort of plan tomorrow. We've arrived on the South Coast. I suppose we're going to have to figure out where we are exactly and come up with a way of getting back to Dumpville.
I'm still not in a great mood after finding out Mike p*ssed on me. He's been trying to talk to me all day and I've been very short with him. "You know I only peed on you because I love you," said Mike. "That just sounds weird," I said.
Dump has kept his distance. He clearly hates the fact that I know he's impotent. Mind you, I'm more than happy for him to not talk to me and stay away. Every time he opens his mouth to say something I want to hit him in the face with a brick.
Anyway, time to get some sleep. Whether we like it or not, the three of us are going to have to sit down and talk to each other tomorrow and come up with a plan of action to get back to Dumpville.
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