I woke up knowing that I needed to eat soon or die. I encountered no meals on my way to class, but I heard about the desperate acts of some of my fellow zombies. They hid in the second level of the parking garage at University and Second and jumped out behind a group of humans. It was a total massacre.
After my next class I headed to the place where I knew I could find an encampment of the infected. They were indeed there, and they were more organized than before. Whenever a zombie catches a victim, he shares his feed with the two zombies closest to death. The community takes care of its brothers. The only remaining humans are all either cowards or cunning. Or both. We almost had a few of them, but they all escaped. I was going wild with the need to consume brains when a fellow patient came running carrying a fresh victim. Another famished companion and I immediately devoured any brains that remained in the human. With my stomach full, I stuck around for a while, but the corner of my brain that remained human reminded me of my school duties. I wished them all happy hunting and took my leave.
This evening I left campus to go to a debate at IU. I was concerned that I might become violent while crowded into a car, but for some reason I was fine. I sat next to Julia, who also has H1Z1, and none of the guys lived on campus. The disease is very localized. You can't contract it unless you live on campus, and those with the disease don't find the brains of those living off-campus to be very appealing. This was a great comfort to me, because I also feared that I would be hostile toward Josh and my other friends from Cincinnati. Fortunately, I felt exponentially more "human" as we left campus. By the time we reached IU, I could barely detect my unnatural urges for human brains.
Once again, I couldn't help my fellow zombie's with tonight's mission. Maybe tomorrow will be different. We'll see.
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