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Am writing this from my neighbor's hidden basement.

The fact that I was woken up by screaming outside my window probably should've let me know that it was going to be a bad day, but it really wasn't until I saw the body parts outside that I actually digested it. The news stopped coming about two hours ago, after they said that France was virtually dead and that Mexico City was about to be bombed.

I don't know. It's all horrible. We tried getting away, figured that it wouldn't be so bad in the countryside, but the sheer amount of corpses on the road makes it impossible to leave the city, and anyway, we didn't have any provisions. I saw them eating another neighbors's dog, I don't think I'd ever seen so much blood before. We tried getting back home, but when we got there all the walls were splattered with blood and there were noises from the upper floor - we got out of there as fast as possible. We had to run through the zombie hord, I don't think my heart had ever been beating as fast. We found another group of survivers about a block away, and that's how we got inside this basement.

I don't know what will happen. We're a group of about twenty right now. There were three more, but they went out for a moment and haven't come back. I doubt they will. There's a tiny window at the corner of the basement, and you can see a bit of the outside world. The streets look deserted, but the screaming continues (hasn't stopped since it began this moment, actually), and there's a lot of abandoned cars and things all over.

There's a pregnant girl in here, she hasn't stopped crying for two hours. Her husband was killed early as they made their way here. There's only one crate of bottled water and three cans of peaches. I don't know what we'll do to get food, it's too dangerous to go outside.

I'm scared. I've no idea what's happened to my extended family - we managed to call my grandpa at about 11, but the line broke and we have't heard anything else. I'm just thankful all four of us are together, although my mom has a nasty cut on her arm and my brother's limping slightly.

I never thought the end would be quite like this.

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Oh God, oh God, one of them just tried to get in.

He managed to bite one guy on the leg and all of the others went crazy and after they shot the zombie they started hitting the bitten guy with a baseball guy and now he's all bloody but it doesn't look like he'll turn into one of them and I'm scared and horrified and I've got blood on my face and I don't think the guy's going to make it, zombie or not.

I realy don't know for how longer I can stand this. The guy that was bitten a while ago turned two hours after being infected and he tried bitting the pregnant girl, susi. We had to kill him and I'm covered entirly in blood because he was going for me just before he was decapitated and I threw up once and again until it was only saliva because I haven't had anything to eat today. I can't even cry anymore.

Everything fell completely quiet at about six, and me and two other guys went out to see what was happening (my mom didn't want to let me go, but I couldn't take the stench of blood and susi's crying anymore). Everything was deserted. We stole a car and went to the nearest store, took everything we could. There was no one. Not one soul, just fresh corpses on the streets and trash thrown everywhere. We found three other survivals - they're pretty messed up, they had to leave one of their own as bait so they'd get out.

When we got back to the basement the house owner had already dragged Charlie's body out. They'd also mananged to make a radio work, but we're only getting static. I managed to connect to CNN a while ago, and it said that Germany's been nuked. No one seems to know for sure who did it, but there's talks of using them on New York too, since it seems to have the largest infected number. I don't really think it'll stop them.

And then the hell started again after seven, we could hear more and more footsteps and the screaming started again. They're pushing against the bookcase we propped against the whole in the window the fist zombie left - I can smell their rotting flesh from all the way across the room. It's getting dark and I don't know for how long we'll be able to keep them out.

God, I'm terrified.

The lights just went out. I don't know how long will my battery hold. People are freaking out.


The scary bit? This is completely true. o_O