Sophrosyne
Anxious child
I Never Thought It would End this Way....
Journal Entry 1--- Febuary 9th, Long Island, NYC--- 2:49pm
Paige Krueger
I've Ran. It's Been Three Day's Since the Full Moon Rose. The Dead are Ment to Stay Dead for a Reason. I have encountered them only a Few Times. The First One I have Killed was With a Pocket Knife. I Recognized the Girl too. She was a Seven Year old Beauty Queen that Lived in My Neighbohood. Her Name was Cheyanne Brooks. I Felt bad when I Stabbed her, but she did Threaten me. Cheyanne had surprised me by entering my back door. She was Covered in Blood. When I Raised my Weapon she Hesitated, which Fooled me into Believing she wasn't one. Well, not fully. Oh, How Wrong I was. When I Lowered the knife she charged. I Don't know where I Aimed but I Stabbed her in the chest. It didn't Phase her. She only got back up, pulled out the knife and attacked. I Dodged her and grabbed the blade, this time I Got her through the Eye.
Cheyanne fell to the ground Lifelessly. Just a Tip, Just Like a Human they Can Die with an Injury to the Brain. Unlike us, They don't die by any other injury. Oh and One more Thing. Don't get Bite, Don't get Scratched, and Don't eat the meat they have infected.
Journal Entry 47---September 3rd, New York City --- 7:56pm
Paige Krueger
I've Had a Good Run. Over the Past Eight Month's of the Infection, I've Survived and Wrote all The Skill's in this Journal. But I Fear This May be the last Entry. On My Last Attempt I Was attacked from behind, How Could I Be so Foolish? I Had ran in to search for my Dog, Jay. But, I hadn't thought to check the back of the room. The boy had jumped out and pinned me down. He tried to inject me with his long fangs, but i fought back. I placed my hand on his throat and pushed. Somehow I Knew this was the End. I Couldn't prevent him from Scratching Me. He did though. Once one my cheek and once on my Arm. I'm a Gonner for Sure. But, Those who can Continue On I Hope my Journal is at Use. Here are the Stages:
5 Minutes after Infected: Bruising Around Cut/Scrap
10 Minutes After Infected: Pussy Wound, It Become's Infected
15 Minutes After Infected: Nose Bleed
30 Minutes after: Eye's and Nose Began to Bleed
45 Minutes After: Dizzyness / Sleepyness
50 Minutes After: Death
60 Minutes After: Rises From Dead
I'm Already on Stage Five. I Can Barely keep My Eye's open as it is. My Eye's and Nose are Bloodied. I'm Just Sorry I Couldn't have Lived on to Tell My Story. But this Journal Will. I Am Ten Minutes away from Death. I Think I'll Sleep the Rest Off. If You Never Hear From Me Again, You Can Pretty Much Think The Worst. But The Best Thing is I'm Not Scared of Death, I'm Ready For it.
Plot:
Congratulation's! You Have Survived the Battle in The Apocolypse. Now You Must Take You and Those Around you to Find Your Shelter and Survive The New Formed World. The Dead has Risen, and now they are after you. You May Have won the Battle, But Will You Win The War?
Rules:
No Godmodding/Bunning. You Have to Have Weakness!
No Bullying/Arguing
Have Fun in Here.
Be Consistently Posting. If For Some Reason You Can't, Please Inbox Me.
Post in 3rd Person. No I Or Me.
Have Good Grammer.
Be literall
Put HaileyBug at th Top of Your CS if Read These
Don't Over due Anything.
You Can Have as Many Characters as you Can Handle.
Your Characters will Die, But You Can always Make more.
No Sex or Put Fade to Black
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