Bruce

     So Bruce is fine. A little feverish but nothing extreme. We're gonna set up base here for a couple days, and let things die down. We have plenty of supplies here the hardware store has water and snack that they would sell at the registers. In the mean time we're gonna see about making some weapons. I think I can make some simple crossbows. I also will be spending some time with Evelyn. She's having a hard time. This was her first mob. She is used to only taking on maybe a dozen at a time. Yesterday we encountered a practical sea of slackers. It takes a lot to shake up someone like Evelyn, and I want to be here for her. Any way I'll post again when we are heading out.
       Oh gosh. I wish I could share this site with you all. Bruce has been secluding himself to the back room for some reason and we all just discovered why. He stands before me with a wrist mounted chainsaw where his hand should be. That won't fly. It'll be to noisy. Haha he looks like something out of a bad 80's horror movie.

Well That Didn't Work

       Right now we're hold up in hardware store that we had to duck into quickly. We thought we had hit a lucky break when we looked out the front door and there were no slackers we got down about half a block to a street corner. When we looked down the other street there was a whole mob only sixty feet away. Luckily they hadn't noticed us. So we tried sneaking across the street, but as we were passing some cars in the intersection Damion got grabbed by a slacker that was under one of the cars.

        He started screaming as the slack-jaw bit his leg. With the noise, the mob down the street noticed us and began shambling towards us as well as two that were in a nearby car. The two nearby jumped on Damion. He began yelling "Go I'm to far gone" we don't have the medication to slow it down". However we decided to ignore him and beg and trying to pull him away. He pulled his gun on us and told us to back off. when we refused he, with out hesitation put the gun to his head and pulled the trigger.

        We all ran away from them and headed to the first unlocked store, and that was the hardware store in which we now reside. The store also had a metal security gate which spreads across the whole storefront. We should be pretty safe here, and we lost the slackers we got in the store before they turned the corner. So after we got into the hardware store we noticed Bruce was missing. From the back we heard a chop and a muffled scream. We all ran ready for a fight and we found Bruce holding an ax. He was biting down on a hand shovel. Next to him was his severed hand. Even with it covered in blood I could see a very clear bite mark. We managed to stop the blood and gave him a crap load of anti-biotics hoping he got his hand off fast enough. We'll know by the morning.

Setting Up the Journey

       So all of the phone lines in this building are down. I assume this means there is no need for phones. The only survivors must be the ones keeping the power on. We're using Google maps to find the best route. Right now we are at the Alvarado Water Treatment plant we are 9 miles away from the CDC building near Heritage Park. this is gonna take a while considering we have tofind a path through slack-jaw infested territory. The best route will probably the Mission Vally Freeway. Most of it is raised up to overpasses so the slack jaw count will be minimal. The problem is making shelter while on the freeway we'll probably have to just make camp and set up watches. Hopefully we'll find some abandoned cars. Tomorrow we'll leave for the CDC, and hopefully in three days the cure will be in the hands of those who can mass produce it.

We're In!!

     Yesterday we hit a huge break. We found a water treatment center that was outside the fence. This water treatment center has been shut down for month. There isn't any water in the pipes, so we were able to walk into the cities water main. We came up in the distribution center. The city had quarantined this off to avoid contamination of the water, so we walked in with only a couple slack-jaws to greet us. we've set up shop here now, and I now have in my possession the emergency procedures handbook, with plenty of first aid advice, location of supplies, oh and THE NUMBER FOR THE CDC!!!! Right now we need to just find a working phone and we can call them. A good sign is that the cities power grid is still up. This means someone important needs power. I'm hoping that someone is the CDC.

The First Attempt

      Two days ago we tired getting into the city, and quickly failed. We were in the city for no longer than 20 minutes before we were overrun. Luckily we got out without losing anyone. We tried to sneak in during the day, that is when slack-jaws are the least attentive. Most of them have on eyes, and go by sound and smell. For those that still have eyes, they are fragile, and the sun blinds them, so they stay in the dark. These one are the most dangerous. Their fungus started feeding their bodies earlier than others, so they rotted less. These slack-jaws can run, not to fast but they never run out of juice, so they can wear us down.

      we're slowly working our way around the city, stopping at whatever shelter we find. We're looking for an area that has a lower population of slack-jaws, but it feels as though they've all found their way to the streets. Normally walking down a city street isn't to crowded, but imagine if the entire population came down from all the buildings and started walking around. It's wall to wall death in there. Hopefully the next couple days will provide more luck.

San Diego

     We didn't getting the reception we were hoping for in San Diego. During the start of the outbreak many major cities decided to put up giant fences to prevent the plague from spreading. The problem was that they didn't realize the plague had already made it into the city, and all they did was trap the citizen in with it. So now, all the citizens of San Diego are left, jaws slack, corralled in the city. Millions of them just waiting for us. We might be the first humans they've seen in months.

    Somehow we have to get into the city, find the CDC and convince them to help us, without getting bitten. Plus, there's the added factor that there may be no one in the CDC at all. This is gonna take some crazy planning.

Almost There

       We've been making good time. We're almost to San Diego. only about a hundred fifty miles left. We should be there in about three day. every since I had my talk with Evelyn I've been a knew man. I'm just glad this is almost over. I probably wont post again until we get to San Diego.