its been 7 days since i have seen anyone. i im still grieving over my best friend being eaten by these things. but thank god i have found this guy i meet walking down to the air field. we found out that we came from the same little town in Kansans. thank god he had some guns and food i thought it was going to be the end of my survival. but it would be allot more to take me down. its kinda hard to remember how things used to be. i found a book in a house the same one i read on my first deployment to Afghanistan. but what sucks is the its written in Russian.