...I thought I twisted my ankle jumping off the 2nd floor but may have gotten cut wrestling with that female zombie.
...I may be infected.
...I may be becoming one of them...brainless, souless. All sence of self and intelect destroyed.
I don't want to wind up that way.
I have to get ahold of myself. I need to think. I don't KNOW if I am infected. I could just be hurting from the fall.
I need to get home.
I need to find my wife.
I need to find my son.
I am NOT going to be taken out BY A F**KING WALKING MEATLOAF!!!!