God help me. I found Dad today... I didn't think it was him, but... the face. The zombies didn't touch him. I think... he was becoming like them.
Didn't know it was him until I found that old book near him. No more killing. I just need to go. Can't forget the book. All I have left of him.
It's warm against the stone. I'll just rest a while...
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