Affliction Survivor: The Diary of Kit Lassiter

April 2022 Entries

May 07, 2022 - 16:37 PST:

The computer screen flickers and the blurred figure of a head leans in from the side then with out warning  the screen goes black again. A few moments later the screen comes to life again as the web cam adjusts the picture a young girl comes into focus, her Aerosmith T shirt is grungy with a few holes in it and her red hair is pulled back save a few wisps that hang down in her dirt smudged face "Holy shit, it's working. Well, I'm doing this little video diary to keep a record of what's happening ... and to help keep myself sane. There's no internet so it's not like anyone will see this until this whole shit storm is over but for those of you that might see this later on I'll rewind and start with what I know from the beginning. Hold onto you undies kids, you aren't gonna believe this shit. But first I need a shower" she said lightly tugging at her shirt with her finger tips "You'd be surprised how much the little things we used to take for granted seem like luxuries now, right? Be back in jiff, need to knock this funk off, no peeking". The girl leaned forward and the screen went black once again.

April 07, 2022 - 17:52 PST:

The computer screen turns back on again as the girl flops down heavily in the chair as the camera adjusts and she pulls up the front of the towel she's wrapped in. "Oh yeah, I'm Catherine Lassiter and I'm seventeen years old and we're currently at what I call Safehouse Bravo, cause I'm a nerd like that. If I seem like I've adjusted well to this situation it's because I was considered maladjusted before all this crap went down and I've had time to get used to it. Believe me I was totally freaked out and a hot mess when all this crap kicked off. I guess I keep going, hoping I can find my mom and dad and this cluster fuck will end and I can get back to being a typical self absorbed teenager, right? The people that didn't buck up and accept facts, they're Rotter fodder by now. My dad always called me KitKat and most people just call me Kit, so we'll leave it at that. Speaking of mom and dad, no idea what's happened to them. All this shit broke loose about seven months ago, on a Saturday, their day to go to the flea markets and my day to sleep in and not be bothered. The military tried to clear them out but that didn't do much other than knock down a bunch of buildings and bridges in the long run. Right now I'm on the outskirts of San Clemente but I've been taking trips out further to look for an area with less afflicted and less people, still don't know which is the biggest threat at this point. Honestly I don't know how any of this started but I'm sure there's about a million theories floating around; some virus researchers thawed out, government biological weapon testing gone wrong, divine retribution ... who the hell knows. Point is it's here now and the whole games changed all of a sudden. I bet you guys that were hooked on RE 27 and those old reruns of 'The Walking Dead' love this shit, right? Have to admit I was closet 'TWD' fan myself. The situations pretty text book horror flick, some shit happened to kick all this mess off, now we have afflicted walking around trying to eat people for whatever reason. And yes, you go for the head, but that's just common sense, really. I don't know why these guys on the old movies and TV shows thought they were so smart for figuring that shit out. If I bash your skull in or cut off your head, you're going to die, I don't care if you're a human, Rotter or god damned bear, sheeesh. If the Rotters aren't enough the people who aren't afflicted are pretty much even bigger assholes than they were before all this shit started. Although that's not possible for some people, like Bobby Sparks, that asshole told everyone at school I had sex with him at homecoming. I mean yeah, I went to the dance with him and all, but then he got drunk, puked in the parking lot at Taco Bell and passed out. He got caught day one, I saw him doing an impression of a Big Mac with a bunch of Rotters on my way out of my neighborhood. Needless to say I didn't even slow down, aside from him being a lying prick he was done anyway, already bitten repeatedly, can't say I feel any sense of loss over that though. But people now, they steal what's yours and if you put up a fight they beat you, if you're lucky, if not they kill you. Personally I don't trust anyone and I'm keeping to myself, head down and mouth shut, best way to go for me. I scavenge what I can and hide it. I got three safe houses cause the afflicted will concentrate in areas, I figure its random but when they do I cut fence and head to an area with less creepy things that want to eat me, and I'm not talking about pervy gym teachers either". She looks behind her for a moment and turns back to the camera as she leans forward "Batteries are getting low, I'll pick this up later with some deets on what I'm doing to keep myself in one piece. Wish me luck". The computer screen goes black again.