Its about 7 at night {the usual time i wake up} I gather my clothes and my 20 eye boots and proceed to get dressed. Now since i ussually like some sort of leverage when tying my boots i prop my foot against a wall wich means my leg must straighten. Oh the bad desicions made in evreyday normal activities. As soon as i straighten my leg puss spews force from the wound right below my knee. Hot? Oh i know. The thing that makes me a tad concern though is all the nurses died in the 1st zombie wave.... We have some antibiotics and I am going to try to keep the wound as clean as possible, but if we have to run again i am going to be a gimp and slow down the group. If this occurs I will either have to throw myself to the undead horde for a distraction or put a bullet through my head. I havnt decided yet. Hopefully i dont have to make either choice and the zombies wont find us until my wound has healed. Its quite a scary dilemna. Well my shift with rifle. see you cats later.

-chapel