Diary of Nicholas, who survived the epidemic Diary: Thursday 16 December at 2014, at 21:36
I write these words on the first PC that I found in the Square to the south of the city, I still can not believe he is still alive, but I'll try to be clearer I can.
my house this morning, where for months I and my two roommates had established our stronghold, was attacked ... The plan of my mates back in the middle of the urban sprawl has been a total failure, there is ; cost much.
Very much.
But first things first: My name is Nicholas, Short should be my twenty-third birthday
Christmas Eve ... No ... I can not cry now, do I continue to write, to testify by means of a diary, tell you what happened, or rather what did happen in our region, our institutions on the one hand, and those monsters called "yellow" on the other.
... I'm originally from Crotone, a small port town in eastern Calabria, but study in Cosenza, a city a bit 'bigger than it is inland mountainous and cold ... Now I'm still in Cosenza and up to an hour ago I was hounded by yellow, which I chased for about 10 km and have never run so much in my life, but this is nothing compared to what has happened to me having to return the urban area.
After that came the first signs of a possible epidemic, cities were patrolled the coast of Calabria. initially by a very large contingent of soldiers and a small fleet. This is because, once lost Sicily, the government needed an outlet that would allow communications with the Mediterranean basin, with no be forced to call in Puglia, or the island of Sicily, now lorded by the yellow earth and the band. My
, who lived in Croton, advice me by phone to reach them because there were many riots that had happened and, during a check at a bus coming right from Cosenza, a soldier a little 'nervous killed 3 or 4 guys, before being restrained by teammates and carried off: he was becoming a detective story. 21:54 pm I take a moment's pause, I want to eat something before continuing on to ... now I find myself in an apartment in a building in the center, I managed to sow chased me through the yellow the streets of outlying areas, to get to that foggy and desolate territory that is the post-epidemic Cosenza.
The door was open and so I entered, I found no one inside, let alone food or firearms, only a kitchen knife.
The people living here must be that there was fled after the attack by the yellow leaked from the woods, 10 or 12 months ago, I do not remember.
Now I'm near a window, chewing a chocolate bar and tried again to peer into the building in front, to see if what I've seen 20 minutes ago it was true, or was it just a hallucination ... ..
Me and my roommates, John and Claudio we decided to stay at the sports center Cosenza, a large building, where they crammed about three thousand people, more than the armed forces, about two or three hundred men, unfortunately, the situation worsened
them for a short time: the disorganization of the armed forces was heard and men decreased day by day, because the yellow center attacked constantly in search of human flesh.
was then that I made a decision, at once convinced my two companions had to leave, just leave from there to the forests of the Sila, no one would join them because it is known that the cold weakens them, and we were not HOLDING A with or sleeping bags.
21:57 hours
Here! or was it just a mirage? No, can not be so. I'm sure I saw someone, I think a girl looking out a window in front of the building I knew to do well to stay in this apartment and do not escape. Can I get a chance to reach it and, if it is able to move, to reach a safer place to hide.
I'm so happy to see a human face, even from so far away: all day I did not see the shapes of yellow behind me and the dead killed in the streets.
We left, we left the sports center, now reduced to a thing of the crowded building two weeks earlier: were only 20 or 30 people plus some policeman, who could barely stand up, after full days spent to stand guard around the building.
I was very sure of myself and my idea, and even more by the fact that Claudio and John will follow me, we could not last long in those conditions, because the police would soon be dead, and all those people perpetually in the grip of panic would have done something stupid with the weapons remain.
On the very day of our departure There was a violent brawl between two families, who were fighting inside a bag of cans, there were 13 injured and one dead, they put in a closet.
No, we could not stay there for long.
We went out secretly from the center, taking advantage of a change of guard, and headed for the woods.
Li spent about 9 days, feeding on the provisions of our backpacks and carefully avoiding the areas where you could hear gunfire and screams of the yellow.
We made a small camp in a grove near the freeway, where we could spot any cars had a gun, that a policeman had given to John, and I was armed with a large butcher knife. But food for
early, although we had 3 large bags full of cans of each type, and fill in the various supermarkets in which we met in our journey to the safety of trees
... So we just have to decide: follow the road to deep Sila, or back to the city and retrieve the food.
It was there that John had an idea: that our old home computing, and preserves the keys, it was exactly the opposite side of the sports center, where they had barricaded the latest human strength and the concentration of yellow was the maximum, you could say that our neighborhood was desolate, with few ... very few yellows and several supermarkets full of boxes in stock up.
Claudio and I were initially reluctant, but we had no alternative: we had to go back because the depth of Silas were not a hospitable place, and we would die of hunger, whereas back in town we would have a hope ...
22:25 pm
The battery came in the middle of the office, I still have about an hour and a half hours of battery life, I put a piece of cardboard attached to the window, I've written IN VIVO, and I hope that the girl in front of the note ... I can not cry because it would hasten the yellows, which I'm sure still patrol the neighborhood, looking for ....
I decided, tomorrow morning I will go on patrol in the building opposite, and try to find the little girl ... should be about the fourth floor, and is certainly on its own, as well as she did not see anyone, now that I think for nearly an hour I can not see her face to the window ....
John's idea is well founded: the neighborhood was almost clear and our house was as we left ...
Soon we settled into and barricaded the door, bringing in as many stocks could spend a day of intense ...
, to seek ways to produce electricity by combining parts of a boiler, or by raids in nearby houses in search of tools or weapons.
At that time I felt for my last time, before my phone went out
... We had a tacit understanding that, in order not to discharge the battery of the phone, turn it on once every three days around noon, and only the few minutes that we needed to call and update you on our situation.
That call lasted much longer, however, informed me that because the military had decided to leave, and that all the survivors were loaded on a ship by force and many were the fathers who rebelled because they had loved ones in nearby towns, such as children at the University of Cosenza , but their pleas were not heard and the last call to drain the battery of my phone to my tears, the prayers to the soldiers heeded my mother's and my father's words: "Hold on, my son, do not never give up, you're my hero. "
unbearable pain ... I had decided to get back at someone ... not I know who, but someone had to pay for the suffering that we were suffering from me, my and all the people of the south.
goddamn politicians have long insinuated that the South had lost, that only the powerful had to save the north, unaware that the country was one and the south ... people were dying by the hundreds to thousands, because politicians are not decided to send more troops to support a shield against the attacks of yellow crazy.
was the day I decided to reach Crotone, which attacked the yellow ...
We ignored the window overlooking the courtyard, and the easy access that you could get from that point, the barricade and not good. It was all
very fast.
Overnight, 5 yellow burst into the house and jumped on to John who was near the window, John drew his pistol and shot in the head to one of them, but the other 4 so overwhelmed and morsero neck, severing the carotid ...
Claudio and I rushed there to help and, while I stuck my knife into the skull of one, Claudio dived on the other brandishing a chair. Yellow
My opponent fell to the ground, spitting blood, dead ... Claudio racket head in the chair to another, but it was too close and the remaining two starting immediately grabbed it to eat it ...
Claudio I yelled "get out! & Rdquo ... ,; devoured while still alive.
I, in panic I left the knife in the skull of yellow dead in front of me and I took refuge in my room from there, on the first floor, I had the opportunity to put myself on the street below the balcony, I did, and In less than no time I was running at breakneck speed, without a goal, followed by the screams of yellow rushed to the sound of the shot, as I ran, I cried ...
last night I realized how fragile human life is ...
23:31
I think ... I heard a noise outside the hall, going to see through the peephole.
The door is not reinforced, may be demolished ....
If you do not come back, save my writing and bring it to my family ...