"ROGERS AND CAMPBELL DEAD. REST ARE INJURED.
EVACUATING BUT THEYRE EVERYWHERE.
DYLAN IF YOU FIND THIS PLEASE TAKE CARE OF MY WIFE
SHES JUST PAST THE BRIDGE"

"REMINDER!!!
we need meds bad, antibiotics preferred but anything you can find will help. please dont take too long.
love you xoxo"

"Hey Bob - I'm sorry, but your dog wouldn't shut up no matter what we did. We decided to let him loose in the woods. The noise made it too late to save the house so we packed up and moved to the other side of town. We're okay though. Use your walkie-talkie to find us and be careful.
Again, I'm so sorry it had to be like this. Please don't look for him, you'll only get yourself killed."

"to anyone who stumbles across this, we went to the river and we'll be back by the 14th. we humbly ask you to leave our things how they are and not take anything. there's many other places to loot.
thank you. -the morrisson family"

Added to the mod, thanks :)

She only wanted more.

There it is again. That uneasy feeling of dread is washing over this house. Windows are all covered and boarded, and what little light can crack through the boards? It lights up a mirror; my face is on there. Why am I so pale?

The neighbors—oh, I hear them alright—are scrambling about like cockroaches, stocking up their vehicles with whatever they can carry. Why do they try? Don't they see that there is no hope?

It doesn't matter; I must take care of my sister. She is always hungry, always biting at the air. Our poor housecat became her dinner last night. Most would think me insane, but she is my sister. She is sick; it will pass.

I managed to snatch our neighbors dog before they left in a hurry. They did not even bother looking for their pet; they were too afraid of inevitability, I suppose, and had no time to find a mere mutt.

Has it been a week or two? I don't remember. Oh, and she still screams. Again. Wanting... more. There is nothing left to give her. Wait, Is that a dead child on the porch?

It's been a month now. I'm hungry and thirsty. She has been quiet for some time in her bedroom.

Perhaps I should check on her...

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Note: I'm a story writer and poet. I enjoy thinking up short stories like these. If it's OK with you. I'll be submitting a few more every now and then. I love the idea behind your mod after all!

Hello, thanks for the submission! And yes, it's absolutely more than okay for you to submit more whenever you like. If anything, it's much appreciated :)

P.s.: i really like your writing style. Keep it up!

引用自 Arendameth：

Hello, thanks for the submission! And yes, it's absolutely more than okay for you to submit more whenever you like. If anything, it's much appreciated :)

P.s.: i really like your writing style. Keep it up!

Thank you! My stories are usually grim, dark and suspenseful. Same with my poetry.
Well, here is another one. Hope you enjoy it!

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We should have left.

I believe it was a week before the evacuation order was issued for Knox County. The surrounding air was awful to the nose, as if a field of cows had died and rotted away somewhere in this god-forsaken land. My wife, Hannah, wanted to stay here in our new home in Rosewood, despite the smell. I prepare my morning routine of waking up the kids for school and showering for work as if it were any other day. Though, at the time, we did not know any better.

Three days later, our neighbors can be seen packing in a hurry, as if we were at war. Well, the man in that house is a military man; surely he must know something. As I approached him and asked, he only replied with a chilling word and a stern look, "Pack up and leave now". Before I could even ask any further questions, the man simply drove off with his family in such a hurry that I'm surprised he wasn't stopped by a police officer for breaking at least a few dozen traffic laws. Hannah saw everything from the kitchen window, waving at me as if asking what had just happened. I walked back into the house and talked to her.

Today, after my morning routine and an argument with Hannah on the topic of how we should have left the same day as that family did, the television goes blank, along with the colored bars and emergency sounds. A broadcast from the U.S. military is played, ordering citizens to evacuate the state as soon as possible. Chaos unfolded in the neighborhood that morning. Military infantry and vehicles flooded the streets, and jets flew by. The ground shook often, as if they were aftershocks of an earthquake.

Without hesitation, I ordered Hannah to get the kids and pack the essentials. She argues with me still, wanting to stay. I had to slap her; never had I done that to my wife, but this was serious. After calming her down, I instruct her once again, "Grab the kids and pack clothes, food, and water". I rush upstairs to grab my registered Beretta M9 pistol; hopefully I don't need to use it on anyone. I hear gunshots outside the window, my god... A firefighter just smashed someone's head in with a crowbar!

Hannah is waiting at the front door with me and our two kids. The children are scared and asking dozens of questions, which I ignore and order everyone to get inside the car. As far as I can remember, we were leaving the neighborhood and heading onto the highway to Louisville, as they have a military safe zone there. The explosions, the screams, the blood, the carnage, and then... nothing. Just silence and the sounds of a car horn endlessly going off.

Now, I'm here in a crushed car, my children dead on impact. And Hannah, oh Hannah, Gnawing away at their corpses. I write this with my only good hand; hopefully someone out there finds this and buries my family... What's left of them, at least.

I suppose I did end up killing someone in the end with this pistol. God bless Amer-
*The end of this paper sheet is covered in blood and hair.*

Added, thanks!

*James, please read.*
James, im sorry to tell you this but your dog Maxie passed away.

I dont know what happened to him, but last week he just randomly got ill. He didnt move around much and i swear he was drooling when he sees my neighbour. Yesterday,i took him to the vet, but he died on the way there man. I know how much he meant to you, hes been with you ever since we met back in Bolton.

If you want to keep your mind off of him, i can drive you to the burger joint in Riverside. I will be buying.

Take care mate.
-Michał

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i wanted to make a short little story right before the entire outbreak happened. i hope i did a good job!

Will add it later tonight. Thanks for the submission!
and yes it is really nice. Great job!

Bathroom:
An Almost Bathroom Haiku:
"blood needs cold water, not hot to wash out
install industrial showerhead later
boil clothes for sanitary reasons"

Living Rooms/Bedrooms:
Grimy paper.
"they all got sick, they all died, and i couldnt help any of them - ♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥
for a few days i felt guilty but then i realized i was glad to be free of them, of all of it.
we all deserved this. the whole thing needed to come down."

Garage, Kitchen, Storage
Dog-Eared Shopping List:
"genny
bette trailer
duct tape
wire
circuits
magazine
canned foods
lumber + more nails
whiskey"

Living Room/Bedrooms:
Water-Blotted Letter:
"In the morning, I sat with him and watched the dawn. The smell had cleared, the sun shone on emerald grass. My husband will never share another sunrise with me, at least not until we meet on the opposite shore. I understand that it would be a sin to simply end it now, the easy way. There is still time I have to spend on this earth, I just wish I could understand why. I've prayed on it every night, prayed every morning. Waited. There was no rescue, there was no deliverance. He's buried somewhere nice, and though I know I should be at peace it still hurts so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bad. Don't know if I'm being tested. It feels like I've been abandoned by the world itself. -Sophie"

Garage/Kitchen/Storage/Bedroom:
Hastily-Amended List:
Things Kevin Isn't Allowed To Do:
"break windows
yell about exciting discoveries
use the walkies for chat
borrow andy's car
complain about the transportation situation
borrow anyone else's car
siphon or transfer gas, especially from other people's cars
borrow anyone else's stuff
borrow anything that doesn't have kevin's name on it
write his name on other people's stuff
even if he pretends not to see the other persons name first
use the stove
complain about the food
use the microwave
put himself in charge of most stuff - actually anything
ever mention safehouse location on the walkies
play with the lamps
invite 'babes' over to 'preserve the future of the species'
open the safehouse to strangers
tell raiders if your friends have valuables on them
tell raiders 'Come back soon y'all!'
eat food that isn't his
not work for days at a time
complain about the weather
use heavy rifle ammunition on tin cans for 'target practice'
no lighting fires of any kind, ever
propose elections, change in group organization/attempt coup
drive
read a map
read instructions
use the power drill"

All added. Thanks guys!

Title:
Sorry Keith

Contents:
Keith, the Military lifted the roadblocks. They are apparently pulling back to form another quarantine line. Hopefully I can get me and Jason across before they lock down the border again and get him to a Hospital. If I don't come back we either got through or they caught us. I'm sorry but I couldn't wait for you. Jason is getting worse and worse and he needs professional help; the Antibiotics weren't helping. Use whatever you were able to scrounge up while you were gone and stay safe. Remember to keep the windows and doors covered; also be sure to lock them. Try to conserve the food left in the house. The MOST important thing though is to avoid the sick; don't make noise or draw their attention. I'll try to find a way to get in contact with you to let you know we made it and plan on getting you out too.
-Lilith

Rooms:
Living Room, Bedroom, Kitchen

Title
Military Logistics Sheet

Contents:
To whoever finds this I worked Logistics for the Military Force trying to contain the infection ravaging Knox Country. We are currently pulling out of this Sector, however we are leaving a good bit of gear behind. If you are here that means you are looking for items to help in your survival in our absence. In our failure here is my gift to you:

This legal document authorizes the civilian in it's possession the authorization to acquire and make use of any and all gear abandoned at this Military Facility to aid in their survival. If we are able to retake the Sector and re-establish control make sure to hand them this document to show you are not a looter and have been approved to make use of this equipment under my authority.

They may ask for it back but you won't go to jail for it. I hope we succeed in our goal and can save everyone in Knox Country before you can find this message.
-St. Major Douglas

Rooms:
Army Hangar, Army Storage

Title: it isn’t working

Content: I don’t know what I’m going to do now. Never should’ve let Debbie and that creep pick me up. I just wanted to get out so bad, I guess I can’t judge driving high, or drunk, or whatever.

At least I wasn’t doing sixty when I hit stuff…

My chest hurts so bad. Dragged myself this far without getting spotted, but the crash was so LOUD! God, Debbie… I can’t believe what’s happening out there. I’m so sorry. I’m so afraid.

I can’t even take a deep breath. I just wish I could take a deep breath! Maybe writing more will help. Just gotta find some more paper. And a decent bandage, and maybe something to take the edge off…

Rooms: gas station, store

Title:
Crumpled Gun Store Note

Contents:
Dale, things are looking a bit nasty out there. Lots of people are starting to get ill and I think they'll start to panic. If you left your house before I could get to your place and come in for work be sure to double check all the locks on the doors and shudders. Last thing we need is some scared nutcase stealing one of our guns and waving it around the emergency room. After you lock everything down go home to your family; you'll get a full day's pay. Stay safe.
-Bill

Rooms:
Army Surplus, Gun Store, Gun Store Storage,

Title:
Don't Touch My Food!

Contents:
Hey, Looter ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥! I poisoned one of the cans in my kitchen! Have fun trying to figure out which one it is! Get bent!

Rooms:
Kitchen