Welcome to The Land of the Dead.Population:You,me,us.I found this journal computer in a worn down house with many unused guns and supplies,perhaps they relocated forgeting their weapons,which probably lead to their deaths.Most of the pages were torn,and stained with blood.All the rich people were able to escape via Rocket to a habital Planet were they could start over.Everyone else,Including me,were left behind.I`ve searched for 3 years and found no other survivor.I`ve killed 200,836 Zombies.I am Johns Buckworthy,23,One of the last humans on Earth.Possibly the LAST HUMAN on Earth.This is my life.
I scurried into a sewer after gathering supplies.I was setting up camp when some skinny Pale creatures emerged from the water."Professor Bow?"I said."THERE IS NO BENJAMIN BOW,THERE IS ONLY ZOMBO,LEADER OF THE UNDEAD."He replied.I immediently ran in the lower levels and built a shelter.I plan to escape out the manhole which leads to the outskirts of the town.For now I rest.
It's been 3 months since I've been out there.I've been fighting my alter ego,deleting his insane posts.I'm running out of food and water.No amno left.Sooner or later I'll have to go out the..
NO,WE'RE NOT GOING BACK,WE'LL DIE IN HERE[]
I have to.I have to end this,I'm done cowering in here with this God forsaken computer.I must save the others,before I lose my sanity,before it's too late.
NO,WE'RE NOT DRAGGING US OUT THERE.WE CAN'T RISK BEING HIS PAWN.[]
He's still in the sewer,I know...I have to...
NO,I'M PICKING UP THAT KNIFE AND KILLING US[]
No,NO.
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Its 3 in the morning.the other me is asleep.as long as i dont think 2 hard isorryhealmostwokeuphimnowcantspacewithoutwakinghimup.iwillleavesoontokillbow.wishme DANG IT,IT'S AWAKE.
I'm using a a speaker to transfer what's going on into the journal.I'm going in.
User:ARGH,NOOOO.[]
User:BOW! I'm here to end this.
Unidentified:I've told you.There is no Benjamin Bow.Only Zombo.Identified,BOW,BENJAMIN
UNKNOWN GUNFIRE
Bow:Argh,KILL HIM MY SUBJECTS.
UNKNOWN MOANING,MAY BE HUMAN.
User:AHHHHH!
Bow:DIE,DIE
GUNSHOTS
UNKNOWN:Ugh......
UNKNOWN:NO,NO NOOOOOOO!
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ERROR,ERROR,EXPLOSION DETECTED.
ERROR CODE:6978456
SHUTTING DOWN.
Man 1:Any idea how long it's been out here?
Man 2:I don't know,but the production cycle ended 2043.It can't be any earlier than that.
Man 1:So It's an one thousand old journal.
Man 2:Yeah...so I guess we know who won.
Man 1:Yeah.
- Camera pans out from journal to show the two men are rotting and undead.*
Men:HA HA HA HA HA HA.