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Bit of a rough night last night. We set up camp in the woods, and ended up having to take out a couple of infected, before dinner.
It’s weird reading that back. Less than a month ago, people were normal. Everything was normal. Now, there are infected people wandering around trying to eat us. Infected people. It’s mad.
After dinner, Martin and I did a sweep and got a few more, before bed. I barely slept. I couldn’t turn my brain off. Thinking about everything that we’ve lost, and what comes next.
We’re back on the move now. No word from Mary. I hope she’s okay, but Martin still refuses to discuss going back for her.
