OH SHIT, OH SHIT, THEY'RE INSIDE, THEY'RE FUCKING INSIDE, THEY---
Hurray for the totally unnecessary shirtlessness!. (no subject).
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BRAINSSSS---Just kidding.
We managed to escape through the same window the zombies broke to get in, but half of our group didn't make it out. I'm literally covered in blood - one of the guys that was bitten fell on me while he was bleeding out, just before he TURNED into one of them and tried to bite me, OH GOD, it was so horrible.
We've been running for a long time, just trying to hide from them in alleyways, but always end up getting a trail on our scent, I'm so tired, my knees are about to give out. We've huddled together in another abandoned house, and we're working on barricading it. I don't know, things seem really bleak from this end.
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just... i don't even know what i can say. keep fighting. you can't let them get you!
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aka my flist isn't playing along, the bastards. I don't know if that's good or bad yet.(no subject)
a few others on my flist played along, but not enough dammit!i'm hoping that's a sign that the attacks are lessening, and not... well, you know.