9/16/2018
Dear Diary,
As I walked down the corridor in an old African Rebel hideout I heard a strange Howl, I decided that it would be best to go deeper into this deserted building. As I walked into the next few rooms the Howls continued, but this time I saw strange Claw like markings on a metal door, after further examining I noticed a strange, large, wolf like claw stuck into the door.
I continued for a few halls when suddenly I saw a pile of bones, they appeared to be human but at the time I thought it could've been some other animals. When I stepped into the room closest to the pile I saw a large, wolf like figure standing in the ruined door way of another hall. As the sun came up the figure ran, not knowing if it were a human in fur or some strange beast, I decided not to shoot. As the first beam of light shined into the hallway I saw number human skulls, lined up completely straight, however no undead would do such a thing.
After I walked into the room labeled Weapons, I saw a young white boy, he seemed to be around the age of 13. When I asked him his name he did not reply, he only pointed to a picture of an English family that seemed to have been taken before the outbreak. As I turned my head back to him he vanished, almost as if he were a ghost.
As I walked down the corridor in an old African Rebel hideout I heard a strange Howl, I decided that it would be best to go deeper into this deserted building. As I walked into the next few rooms the Howls continued, but this time I saw strange Claw like markings on a metal door, after further examining I noticed a strange, large, wolf like claw stuck into the door.
I continued for a few halls when suddenly I saw a pile of bones, they appeared to be human but at the time I thought it could've been some other animals. When I stepped into the room closest to the pile I saw a large, wolf like figure standing in the ruined door way of another hall. As the sun came up the figure ran, not knowing if it were a human in fur or some strange beast, I decided not to shoot. As the first beam of light shined into the hallway I saw number human skulls, lined up completely straight, however no undead would do such a thing.
After I walked into the room labeled Weapons, I saw a young white boy, he seemed to be around the age of 13. When I asked him his name he did not reply, he only pointed to a picture of an English family that seemed to have been taken before the outbreak. As I turned my head back to him he vanished, almost as if he were a ghost.
