Board Thread:Lores/@comment-29781728-20170429191245

Transcribed by Wikia Researcher P. Dot

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October 11, 2014

Early to bed, early to rise. That's what I do. I always get breakfast hot off the grill in the cafeteria, along with relative silence for a bit in the morning because of this, so I guess that's sort of nice. However, there's not too much variety. At least we still have some bacon left until the next plane-load comes in - about five days worth, or so. Everything else could easily last us until the 20th.

There's been some reports of mass outbreaks of the common cold in a few of the most populated cities - even on that new oil tanker, the Bouri Rig. Sort of weird, but our scientists are guessing that it's a strain that's mutated to become similar to avian flu or something. Most medication isn't doing much to curb the effects, however, so I guess this is one of our first ... what was it called? Superflu or something? Superflu outbreaks.

As long as everybody just does their normal thing to combat their cold, it should be fine though. But seriously, it's estimated that 80 percent of people in New Bloxia have been infected - a little ridiculous, if you ask me. I'm pretty glad we're in a military base.

Going to do the daily perimeter check now.

October 12, 2014

Bacon rations still about normal amounts - basically everyone has the cold now. Not too great.

We've also had some reports of some attacking others, and one person even had to be put down by a local police force after tearing out someone's throat! There's something bad coming around the corner, I'm sure of it. Still, however, most people are going about their daily lives, Colonel Daxter is still giving out normal orders, and everything seems fine. It was probably a guy on bath salts, like that incident a while ago.

I'm a little worried though - I heard Colonel Daxter pacing around, almost in a panic, right before he went to bed. It didn't help that he was yelling something about "civilian evacuations" and "massive panic" on the phone with someone. Let's see what happens tomorrow.

October 13, 2014

Massive civilian deaths everywhere. IT WAS NOT BATH SALTS.

Also, that was not the common flu - but that's all we know. The government's basically in TOTAL collapse, and the president is being escorted to somewhere remote. We've had no outside communications for the whole day, and right now it's 21:32.

From what we've been able to decipher from a single phone call in the morning, everyone with that "cold" immediately started to do what that crazy guy did yesterday - attacking others. Those they kill ... apparently, just get back up and start doing the same thing.

And that's it. We're just sitting here, while basically everyone dies. That's it.

October 14, 2014

We've been ordered to attempt to make our way to the nearest city and to rendezvous with the president.

October 16, 2014

[FIRST HALF OF PAGE TORN, ILLEGIBLE. REST OF PAGE IS CHICKEN SCRATCH]

mission [illegible] going to die

vehicle - evacuate [illegible] bloxia

president dead

colonel dead - pulled away while we weren't watching into horde

second squad killed by giant gree [illegible]

banging always on doors

everyone dead

got bit in arm, but doesnt really hurt

anymore

feel sick

going to go to sleep

very hungr

[page has blood splattered across it].

Transcriber's Note: Journal recovered from crashed military van. Rest of journal was damaged and unreadable - one zombie was found inside the van's wreckage, and quickly put down. Seven soldiers were inside and were all dead. 