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Final Message Until Morning
The Honeywell Complex was overrun. Turns out there is still is a secret government lab in the basement and it was swarming with zombies. The survivors were suprised and overwelmed in a matter of minutes. We managed to lose the zombies in the maze of the second floor. The squirrels were making a desperate last stand on the stairs, covering us as we fled into the night. We are hiding in a construction zone nearby. We have tied our last wills to Selena's tail and sent her scurrying away into the darkness. She has the best chance to survive 'till dawn of all of us now, being naturally nocturnal.
We can hear them, shambling in the darkness, see their shadows moving in the night around contruction vehicles and man-made dunes of dirt and fill. Soon I will turn off the laptop (we are getting a weak wifi signal from the Depot Coffee Shop across the street), the light from the monitor will give us away if I do not.
We are hunkered down in the basement of the construction, we last survivors. There is nowhere left to run.
They are coming...
We can hear them, shambling in the darkness, see their shadows moving in the night around contruction vehicles and man-made dunes of dirt and fill. Soon I will turn off the laptop (we are getting a weak wifi signal from the Depot Coffee Shop across the street), the light from the monitor will give us away if I do not.
We are hunkered down in the basement of the construction, we last survivors. There is nowhere left to run.
They are coming...