So today I landed back in Malton. This place doesn't seem to have changed much. It's still the dreary little burb I once called home. I only wish I had the constitution back then that I do now...So many jerks, so little time.
But on the plus side, Spicer Hills looks nice and zombie free.
I went for a brief...tour of the surrounding suburbs. Mainly to work a little wardrobe magic, but alas, ushers uniforms aren't exactly what I'd call appropriate for my line of work. I came across a fellow die-hard fashion fanatic (or perhaps she was just a die hard zombie killer,) in my travels today. She had been attacked so I patched her up and wandered off, zombie swaying at her side. As a result I nearly didn't make it back to the hospital. I'm pretty sure this is where I'll be living for the next couple days because most hospitals are so heavily barricaded. The ones I saw from the road were anyhow.
Tomorrow I think I'll try to find some more first aid kits. Maybe a nicer outfit, too. It is good to be home in any case.
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